Seraphina didn't reach for the envelope. Instead, she took a slow, deliberate step toward her father, her robe fluttering open as she moved.
She looked at the thick stack of cash as if it were a pile of dead leaves.
"Money, Father? Again? Is that the only way you know how to solve a problem?"
"It's the only way you survive," Carter snapped. He shoved the envelope against her chest. "Julian isn't the patient man he used to be. He's the King of the Underground. Do you understand who you are dealing with now. Do you know which families he command.
Seraphina finally gripped the envelope, but she didn't tuck it away. She started to pace the room, stepping over a discarded silk rope. She stopped at the window, looking out at the glowing lights of the city.
