Sunshine didn't wait for a lead-in. She leaned across the table, her eyes like flint. "I'm going to make this very simple for you, Amber. I know you aren't in Westbrook because you 'miss' your children. You've never missed anyone but yourself."
Amber's mouth opened, a protest forming, but Sunshine held up a sharp finger.
"Save it. Your excuses don't work on me. I know exactly what you're after. You want Hades back, or you want a piece of my fortress. Probably both. You married Harrington for the gold in his pockets, and when the world ended and that wealth turned into dust, you realized you made a bad investment."
Amber's face began to turn a mottled, angry red, but she stayed silent.
