I slipped into my own room, opened my laptop, and started to type, my fingers moving with purpose.

By morning I would have the framework of a plan that would leave Rebecca and Philip with far more than they’d bargained for.

They wanted to play games with my inheritance.

Fine.

Game on.

Luka Daniels arrived precisely at nine, his silver car pulling into my driveway moments after the yellow school bus disappeared around the corner with Alice aboard.