My father had built something into me a long time ago that Trent’s whisper could not reach, and it had been awake for three months, and it was listening to every word.

Chapter 4 — The Man Who Raised Me

My father raised me alone after my mother died, in the back rooms of an auto shop, and he taught me things that the Beaumonts, with all their money, had never learned.

He taught me how to rebuild an engine, how to find the one part that was actually broken instead of replacing everything in a panic.

He taught me how to manage money so that no one could ever hold it over me.