Thirty-Six

“It’s like I said, son, it’s all business.”

Folding his arms, Mick leaned forward on the table. “And is almost killing a woman just so you can get her company, business too?”

“Now, son, you should know I had nothing to do with Nicole’s accident.”

“True, I should know that, but my first thought was that you were involved, and you know what? I was right.” He looked sternly at his father. “Because Nicole and I discovered who was behind that. Unfortunately, you don’t know how to pick women, because Tara couldn’t hold her tongue. She confessed all.”

Carl scowled as he tapped his finger on the table. “It’s her word against mine, and I don’t need to tell you who will win.”

“No, you don’t have to tell me. You will win, father. You always win, because you have the money to pay people to lie for you and do your dirty work.”

Sighing with irritation, Carl relaxed in his chair. “Mick, is this really what you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Actually, no.” Mick inhaled deeply, rebuilding his co