Chapter 112: A Piece of the Cake

"I will allow them to call you every month."

Did he realize how arrogant that was? Most parents didn't have to be allowed to talk to their children. No, she could never go home.

"That will not be necessary."

She knew Jack would keep his word. And she could use the probes to make sure they were all right. Tiredness dragged at her; she wanted this conversation over.

"Julia, this rift between you has broken your mother. Take it from me, my father was an asshole and I never loved him. Still, his death does not sit well on my shoulders."

"I'm sorry for your loss. I should have said it earlier." She was sleeping with the man who killed her uncle. What did that make her?

He ignored her words. "Make your peace with your parents before it's too late."

"I'll think about it."