In the upscale community on the edge of the Imperial District, Burton was staring at Nancy across the table.
The father and daughter sat across from each other, separated by a table.
Nancy's purpose for returning this time was to get some money. Recently, life hadn't been going well for her, and she was a bit strapped for cash.
She recently lost her job and had just broken up. She wanted to relax in another city over the summer.
The premise that supports her in doing all this is money.
Money is important, indispensable, but she just so happens not to have it.
Ever since Rob died, she seldom came home or communicated with Burton. She always felt Burton was too practical about the issue.
That was his son, her brother too, yet he could still work for the person who killed Rob!
This was fucking unbelievable. She'd never seen such a cold-blooded father. Even in films or operas, the villains were more humane than him.
