Leave, Or I’ll Make You

Henry pointed to the door. ‘Leave Stamford tonight. Get out of the country. You heard your brother.’ Liam crossed his arms over his chest, chin raised. ‘What if I say no?’ ‘Then I’ll make you go away, using whatever means necessary. Don’t try my patience.’ A sardonic smile spread slowly across Liam’s face. The wounds on his arm were smarting. He took no notice of the pain. ‘Just like you made my mother go away? You didn’t want to be labelled a cheating bastard, so you got rid of the evidence by getting rid of my mother. You forced her to leave. What means did you use back then, hmm? Did you threaten her like you’re threatening me right now?’ Henry froze at the mention of Liam’s mother. ‘Mom died a horrible death.’ Liam gave his father a frosty, hate-filled look. ‘I’m not leaving Stamford till I found out who killed her.’ Liam turned on his heel and walked away. Henry slumped down on his recliner, thoroughly drained. Short strands of grey hair glinted under light from the chandelier. Th