The Final Gambit (THE INHERITANCE GAMES #3) by Jennifer Lynn Barnes EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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We need to talk about your eighteenth birthday.” Alisa’s words echoed
through the largest of Hawthorne House’s five libraries. Floor-to-ceiling
shelves stretched up two stories, encircling us with hardcover and leatherbound tomes, many of them priceless, every single one a reminder of the
man who had built this room.
This house.
This dynasty.
I could almost imagine the ghost of Tobias Hawthorne watching me as I
knelt and ran my hand over the mahogany floorboards, my fingers
searching for irregularities in the seams.
Finding none, I stood and replied to Alisa’s statement. “Do we?” I said.
“Do we really?”
“Legally?” The formidable Alisa Ortega arched an eyebrow at me. “Yes.
You may already be emancipated, but when it comes to the terms of your
inheritance—”
“Nothing changes when I turn eighteen,” I said, scanning the room for
my next move. “I won’t inherit until I’ve lived in Hawthorne House for a
year.”
I knew my lawyer well enough to know that was what she really wanted
to talk about. My birthday was October eighteenth. I would hit the year
mark the first week in November and instantly become the richest teenager
on the planet. Until then, I had other things to focus on.
A bet to win. A Hawthorne to best.
“Be that as it may…” Alisa was about as easily deterred as a high-speed
train. “As your birthday approaches, there are some things we should
discuss.”
I snorted. “Forty-six billion of them?”
As Alisa gave me an exasperated look, I concentrated on my mission.
Hawthorne House was filled with secret passages. Jameson had bet me that
I couldn’t find them all. Eyeing the massive tree trunk that served as a desk,
I reached for the sheath fixed to the inside of my boot and pulled out my
knife to test a natural crack in the desk’s surface.
I’d learned the hard way I couldn’t afford to go anywhere unarmed.
“Moping check!” Xander “I’m a Living, Breathing Rube Goldberg
Machine” Hawthorne poked his head into the library. “Avery, on a scale of
one to ten, how much do you need a distraction right now, and how attached
are you to your eyebrows?”
Jameson was on the other side of the world. Grayson hadn’t called once
since he’d left for Harvard. Xander, my self-appointed BHFF—Best
Hawthorne Friend Forever—considered it his sacred duty to keep my
spirits high in his brothers’ absence.
“One,” I answered. “And ten.”
Xander gave a little bow. “Then I bid you adieu.” In a flash, he was
gone.
Something was definitely exploding in the next ten minutes. Turning
back toward Alisa, I drank in the rest of the room: the seemingly endless
shelves, the wrought-iron staircases spiraling upward. “Just say what you
came here to say, Alisa.”
“Yes, Lee-Lee,” a deep, honeyed voice drawled from the hall.
“Enlighten us.” Nash Hawthorne took up position in the doorway, his
trademark cowboy hat tipped down.
“Nash.” Alisa wore her power suit like armor. “This doesn’t concern
you.”
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