Deceptive Hearts — Brian Milligan

Marley's anger subsided a bit, as she lay back on the couch. She closed her eyes, hearing Brad murmur numbers to himself. He was doing that more often. Hell, even his dreams at night are probably figures and charts, Marley thought. Phillip would have never gone this far. He cared about his father's business, but not to the extent of a by any means necessary attitude. No, it wasn't just an attitude for Brad anymore. It was an obsession...