Chapter 43: Redistribution

• Catherine tapped her foot impatiently on the hardwood floors, "Uncle Lawson is taking his time."
• Melanie frowned, pinching her lips into a sour expression. "He's a busy man," she snapped. "He can't just drop everything and come running home because his niece gets some strange idea in her head."
• "I would think potential legal action would be more important to him, but if he doesn't care, we can begin without him," she said.