Page 3 of Back to You
There was a silent pause.Then a man cleared his throat.“I’m sorry to bother you, Mr.Fulton.”
Sometimes, Vincent really wished his mother hadn’t given him his father’s surname.Hell, he would’ve been happy if his father’s name hadn’t been anywhere near him and his birth certificate.“Who are you, and what do you want?”
“My name is Mr.Ross.I was your father’s lawyer.”
Vincent blinked.“Was?”
“I suppose I still am, even though your father has passed.”
Those words didn’t make sense.Vincent couldn’t imagine his father dying, if anything because he was too much of an asshole for anything bad to happen to him.He was like a cockroach.Nothing touched him.“My father’s dead?”
“Were you not informed?”
“No one told me anything about Fulton dying, no.What happened?”Vincent didn’t really care, but he was curious.
For some reason, Emma had gotten up from her chair and walked around her desk to press a hand on Vincent’s shoulder.He glanced up at her, surprised to see that her gaze was soft and her expression worried.“I’ll talk to Sarah,” she murmured before leaving their shared office.
Sarah was their boss.Vincent had no idea why Emma wanted to talk to her, but right now, he had other things to focus on.
Like the reason his father’s lawyer was calling him.
“I’m sure you’ll be contacted soon.”Mr.Ross cleared his throat again.“Unfortunately, the FBI was involved.”
Vincent snorted.Of course the FBI was involved.Trust his father to die in a way that would make Vincent’s life more complicated.If Vincent hadn’t known that his father thought himself too smart to die, he would’ve thought that Fulton had done it on purpose.
“But I didn’t call you to talk about the FBI,” Mr.Ross continued.
“Why did you call, then?”
“To talk about your father’s will.”
“I don’t want anything to do with my father or his belongings.Whatever he wanted to do with them, you can trash them or set them on fire.”
“I’m afraid it’s not as easy as that.Your father was involved in many things, and while the FBI is still investigating and has frozen some of your father’s accounts, the rest goes to you.That includes the money in several bank accounts.”
Vincent was ready to bet there was a reason the FBI hadn’t frozen those accounts, too, like maybe they weren’t registered under his father’s name or something.It would be like his father to hide money.
That was one more reason not to want anything to do with any of this.He didn’t want his father’s dirty money.He didn’t care how Fulton had earned that money—knowing him, it wasn’t in any legitimate way.
“Why was the FBI involved?What were they investigating him for?”Vincent asked, even though he knew he would regret it.As far as he was concerned, his father had died when he’d abandoned Vincent and his mother.No matter how many times Fulton had tried to get back into Vincent’s good graces over the years, Vincent had always told him to fuck off.
It looked like he wouldn’t have to do that anymore.
“I’m sure you understand that even though I was your father’s lawyer, this doesn’t mean I agree with what he did,” Mr.Ross explained.
“Yes, I’m sure you don’t.”Yet he’d been more than happy to take Fulton’s money.Vincent didn’t care about Mr.Ross, though.He didn’t care about his father, either, but he did want to know what the fuck was happening.
“Your father was unfortunately involved in the trafficking of shifters, both rare and not.”
Vincent’s blood turned to ice.His father had been trafficking people?“What the fuck?”
Mr.Ross coughed.“I understand the shock.I had no idea what Mr.Fulton was doing, and of course, if I’d known, I would have told him to find another lawyer.As it is, though, Iamresponsible for his will.”
“What do you mean, he trafficked people?”Vincent was sure there was more to this.
“Your father had shifters captured and auctioned.The FBI is still investigating, but they’ve frozen all the accounts connected to your father’s name and his businesses.”
“But you said there are other accounts that are mine now.”
