Andre’s POVBy the end of the week, I was still at the hotel. I had Stanley bring some stuff I needed from the house once in a while. Staying in the hotel penthouse had given me some peace, though it was not the kind of peace I wanted. Every time my phone rang, I half expected it to be Diane, spewing more threats… but she had stopped spamming me with calls ever since that tense call about Patrick's beat down. But I still kept the phone face down most of the time.However, this morning, the call that came through was not from Diane. It was my mother.“Where are you?” she demanded the second I answered.“Good morning to you too, Mother,” I said, not really interested in this august intrusion into my life.“I asked you a question, Andre.”“At the hotel,” I said. “Why?”“You need to come home. Now.”Her tone left no room for argument. I sighed, rubbed my forehead, and agreed. When she called like that, it meant she had some plan spinning in her head.I drove to the family estate. I
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