Dad went perfectly still.
I reached for the phone, ready to end the call.
He raised one hand.
Stop.
Then he pointed toward himself.
I hesitated.
He pointed again.
Vanessa’s voice sharpened.
“Natalie? Are you still there?”
“Oh, I’m here.”
“Good. Then understand this clearly. Dad made his decision. Everything belongs to Grant and me now.”
Grant laughed again.
