Chapter 14
AMarchant Son
“Oscar Sullivan has gone missing.”
My mother raised her head. “Oh?”
“His board of directors is panicked. Cameras at his house show him arriving home late but nothing else. No sign of forced entry. Nothing but an open window in a blind spot and a blood trail that stops at the street.”
“What of it?”
I stared. “Without him, the vote can’t go ahead.”
She sighed.
Heat climbed my spine. “This is important.”
An arched eyebrow marked a return to her book and my only answer. No instruction, no call to find him, no other options. Leaving me out, again.
Fine. She could underestimate me all she wanted.
The vote had to happen, and if that meant another body, so be it.
I just needed the right person to disappear.