“She had to be over eighteen to sign a legal document,” Lacey said.

“And this happened when you were a new associate, right?” Rock said.

Lacey nodded. “Like my second week.”

And that was about six years ago. I calculated quickly. “Assuming Zinnia was young, only eighteen or nineteen, she’d be in her mid-twenties today.”

“That’s a big assumption,” Reid said.

“I don’t know that it is,” Rock said. “He abused Riley. What billionaire is going to go out looking for old women?”

“True,” Lacey said. “At least we’ve narrowed the parameters a bit.”

“We’ll leave it to the PIs,” Rock said. “Damn, we’re spending a lot of money trying to ferret out Derek Wolfe’s killer when none of us are even remotely unhappy that he’s gone.”

“This has our father’s stench all over it,” Reid said.

“A setup?” Rock asked. “I wouldn’t put it past him. He had all the money in the world to cover his tracks.”

Roy stayed silent.

I watched him, his full lips flattened almost into a line.

He didn’t believe Derek had set his kids up. He didn’t believe Derek Wolfe had orchestrated his own death.

Neither did I.

“Seems like a stretch,” Lacey finally said. “Derek lived the life of a king. Why would he want to end his own life and frame everyone close to him?”

“You all know him better than I do,” Rock said. “But it doesn’t seem like a stretch to me.”

“Me either,” Reid agreed.

Again, Roy stayed silent.

I’d ask him about it later.

“At least we know Riley is okay,” Rock added. “That’s something.”

“But she won’t come home,” Roy said.

“Who can blame her?” Reid said.

“She’s under contract.” Roy pushed a strand of hair out of his eye. “She could ruin her career.”

“As long as I stay at the helm of Wolfe Enterprises,” Rock said, “the company is ours. Riley won’t ever need to worry about money.”

“You want our sister to be an heiress for a living?” Roy said. “She’s much more Ivanka Trump than Paris Hilton. She should be using her brain.”

“And you know this because…”

“Because she’s my sister. Reid and I were around as she grew up.”

“He’s right, Rock,” Reid said. “We may not know our sister very well, but one thing we do know is that Riley likes making her own way. It’s why she got into modeling. We all know she didn’t need the cash. In fact, it wouldn’t surprise me if she’d like to get far away from the Wolfe money. Seems you could understand that.”

“Hell, yeah, I can understand that. I’m just saying she doesn’t need to worry about money. None of us do.”

“Riley seemed to intimate…” Roy’s voice drifted off.

“Intimate what?” Rock demanded.