171. A Brother

Tiffany’s heart pounded as the voice on the other end of the phone spoke. Redemption… so this was about revenge. She steadied her breath, trying to keep her voice calm. “So you want revenge for someone? On me?” “Not necessarily on you,” the voice replied. Tiffany frowned, her grip tightening on the phone. “On my father, then?” “Let’s say on your entire bloody family. Why should you get to be a big happy family while mine suffers?” The voice hissed, venom dripping from each word. Her pulse quickened. The weight of those words sank in. Someone was coming after her family—someone driven by pure vengeance. “What did we do to your family?” Tiffany asked, her voice steady but her mind racing. A bitter laugh crackled through the phone. “You really have no idea, do you? Living in your perfect little world, blind to the suffering your family has caused.” Tiffany’s throat tightened, but she swallowed hard, not letting the tension show. “I’m not living in some perfect world. If you know what kind