COLE'S POV The message should have been delivered three days ago. And it probably had. Yet I only received a reply this morning. The intent behind my uncle's delayed response was clear: he had the upper hand, and he wasn't above flaunting it. I would have preferred a more direct approach to his peacocking though. It might have saved us both some time. Unfortunately, my uncle had never been known for efficiency when intimidation was an option. So instead of having this meeting three days ago, I was standing in the middle of a poorly decorated office with even worse ventilation. Again. Though, to be fair, the temperature in the room wasn't entirely the ventilation's fault. My nerves were making a significant contribution to the sweat gathering at my brow. Was there any way to casually approach a reunion-slash-business meeting with the last known member of your family after years of being treated like you didn't exist? Probably not. I thought back to all the times we'd occupi
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