|20| Picking the pieces

Zack’s POV

What does it take to convince my father he was being played by my half-brother? He doesn’t hate Noah—he treats him like his own or treated him until the accident happened, and I became paralyzed.

“Do you think he will believe my intentions?” I asked as I stared intently at the building.

The nightclub was deserted in the morning—only the staff was around, cleaning yesterday’s mess before the next gig, which starts in a few hours.

“Probably not until you come up with proof—we read the contract, and there’s no clause that states not having a third-party partner-“

“He must’ve played with it, Javi. He got in the company’s system once, and he could’ve done it again,” I cut him, and he grabbed my shoulder—realizing I was clenching my fists until they turned white.

I unclenched my fists, taking a deep breath. “Secure the nightclub first, then plan on telling Luke—two heads working is better than one,” he coaxed, pat