Chapter 11

“Thanks to one of my lawyers, who is helping me rewrite my will, it’s come to my attention that someone is interested in Lily’s whereabouts.”

“Our Lily, as in Lilliana?”

“I don’t know for certain if it’s her, but are you willing to take the chance that it isn’t? The lawyer’s clerk was researching her whereabouts, as usual with no luck, and discovered someone else seemed to be doing that as well.”

The son shook his head. “Who, and why? Do they know?”

“I wouldn’t need you if they did, would I?” The older man viciously ground out his cigar. “It’s possible the bastard she spawned has found out he was adopted and has hired someone to locate his birth mother.”

“Tell me where to find the—the detective, I presume—and I’ll have a talk with him and find out who he’s working for.”

“The clerk doesn’t know where the detective’s located, or what his name is. If he did, I wouldn’t—”