Chapter 935

James stood in the restroom, staring blankly for a long time. If Beckett refused to talk about it, then it must be something Miles had been avoiding all along. James always knew Miles wasn't okay—his issues ran deep, messing with his head. Otherwise, how do you explain that OCD and his standoffish attitude? But Miles never brought up the past, and James didn't have the nerve to ask directly either. Now that Beckett was silent too, James could pretty much guess how bad things actually were. Just because Miles clammed up didn't mean James had no other way in. He could still dig around Louis's background. Back in the day, when James was mingling with all the rich kids, he'd heard of Louis—those spoiled brats joked about how the girls they partied with feared the Nelson men the most. Total psychos, both father and son. Apparently, the girls who went missing in their circles almost always had something to do with that twisted family duo. And Louis? The guy had power and no conscience. Could