“You’re all worthless if you couldn’t figure that out. I’m even more disappointed in you than usual, Pace. If you were half the Prince you think you are, you’d know what this number means by now.” Pace looks both furious and lost as he glances at his brothers, only getting their confused shrugs in response. But my eyes never once leave Ashby’s gaunt face, a bitter taste lingering in the back of my throat. “It’s my birthday.”
