I narrow my eyes at my psychotic sister for a moment or two. “Calm the fuck down first.”
“I am calm,” she says, in that haughty manner of hers.
I give another second to do just that. “Apart from the fact that’s our inheritance he’s liquidating and it amuses him to fuck with us, I honest to God don’t have a clue.”
She glares at me and then gets out of the car, slamming the door. Through the darkened glass, she strides off toward the main house, a water bottle still clutched in her hand. I resist the urge to chase after her. Picking up the battered bottle rolling around at my feet, I wave the driver to leave.
I’m done with fucking psycho bitches today.
I check my phone. There’s another message from Jude telling me to come down there track Viola my fucking self. I should do, Jude’s a goddamn liability.
I type out a response.
Just find out what she’s up to. Is that too much to ask?
I don’t have time to keep an eye on the one who might stab me in the back at any fucking moment. I need to find out what the hell Joseph is up to, and figure out my next move.
Joseph selling isn’t that much of a surprise. The estate was Katia’s home more than Joseph’s. Saskia may miss Katia, and she may have left that house to us, but that house has more horrors and dark memories within it’s walls than I care to fucking remember. Even if he has no fucking right to sell, I want nothing to do with that house. He can sell the house, burn it for all I care. I don’t give a fuck.
I just don’t like the way he looked at Saskia when he said it. I lied to her when I said I didn’t have a clue. Joseph has been hinting at marrying her off. Ever since she turned eighteen. Having an adopted daughter was only ever appealing to the sick fuck when she was underage. He never needed a daughter. Katia was the one who really wanted us. She convinced Joseph to adopt. The fucker indulged her so he could get his hands on the family money if he had a son. And now she’s no longer turning him on…
My phone buzzes.
I’m here aren’t I? Next time send Sinner.
Like fuck I’m sending Sinner, I’ll deal with her myself.