But it wasn't the location or the amount that stopped Peter's heart. It was the logo embossed at the bottom_ a fierce eagle clutching a Q-shield. The Quinn family logo, he could recognize it anywhere.
He had helped design it back when Quinn group was started. Seeing the logo meant only one thing: The Quinns!
They were still alive and if they had thirty million to throw away, they were not just surviving but thriving.
"Hades Quinn..." Peter whispered, his voice a mix of awe and pure, venomous jealousy. "That bastard. How? Why does he get to have thirty million and supplies?"
