The air went from friendly to hostile after the old man was done speaking, it was a huge blow to everyone's confidence sitting there.
Their sister wasn't supposed to die the way she did, hell she should not be dead at all and that would not have happened if some psycho path didn't release her whereabouts to their fucking rival.
"We will get to the bottom of it Father. I promise." The one who spoke was the tallest and hugest of all the men, he was Lucas, the old man's second son.
His wife was sitting beside him; Lady Angelina was the old man's daughter-in-law.
The rest nodded their heads in agreement with what Lucas said.
"Yes Father, we promise." They chorused.
The old man's face didn't change or look a bit pleased, this was expected from them. They should have done so many years ago but they decided to leave everything to someone as old as him and act nonchalant.