Nathan Leclair stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly smoking. It wasn't until the cigarette burned his hand that he calmly extinguished the butt.
Leaving might be better. Some truths were too cruel, and he had never intended to uncover them through Isaac Leclair. For that boy, Nathan still felt a tinge of reluctance.
But even if he were to go, he ought to leave a lethal fuse planted for Ignatius Leclair.
Nathan's lips curled into a mocking smile. For so long, his older brother had been the benchmark, the exemplar, and the goal everyone his age aspired to. He would let the world see that this man could also make mistakes, could have weaknesses, and was not as invincible as he seemed.
Delphine learned that Isaac was going to study in the United Kingdom only after all the formalities had been completed. It was Ignatius who casually brought it up.
