“This isn’t what we agreed.”
Ava closed her eyes at her father’s biting tone on the other end of the phone. She’d received his call on her cell phone while James was in the washroom and quickly dashed out into the hall so that he wouldn’t be able to overhear her. “I know, Dad, but I had to make a quick decision.”
“Without consulting me. If you ruin all the years of planning I have put into this—”
“I won’t. I know how important this is to you. Nothing will go wrong.”
“It already has. You married the wrong brother.”
“No, I can use this switch to our advantage. I now have the Fortunes exactly where I want them. This will not ruin our plans in the least, it will make it easier.”
“How can it be easier with Edgar breathing down your neck? You’ll be living in his house!”
Ava leaned against the wall. “I’m sure the house is large enough that we’ll rarely see each other, besides, isn’t it good to get close to the enemy?”
He paused. “That is a good point.”
Ava pushed herself from the wall with renewed confidence. “I’m glad you think so.”
“But James still concerns me. Jackson had been our target for a reason.”
“But James has more loyalty to his family than Jackson. Manipulating him will be a weapon we hadn’t thought of.”
“Another good point. Where are you now?”
“Still in Las Vegas. We’ll be flying out early tomorrow morning and then let the fun begin.”
“Be careful.”
Ava smiled. “Always am.”