He simply knew what was about to happen, and so did the room, and so, increasingly, did Preston.

Behind him came Ezra, and Sebastian, and Elias, and Rafael.

Five men, in five good suits, with five calm and unyielding faces.

Five entirely different, entirely lawful ways to take an arrogant family apart, assembled in one room, moving with the ease of men who had done this before and were very good at it.

Preston stepped forward, trying to reclaim the authority that was visibly draining out of him.

“This is private property!”