Stealth’s father

“As you have observed,” she said, “my father was not a good man. Killing him was an act of self-defense, although he had committed numerous crimes which would warrant execution.”
“Did you want to do it?”
She looked up at him. “I beg your pardon?”
“Did you want to kill him?”
Her head went side to side. Just once. St. George remembered the thin man in the hotel suite with the round spectacles and the efficient motions.
“He was a monster in several senses,” said Stealth, “and a wanted criminal in twenty-three countries. However, he was my father. I wish he had not put me in such a position. I took no pleasure from it.”
“Why did he try to kill you?”
She pressed her head against his chest. “So he would know if I was ready to succeed him or not. It is an inheritance I have attempted to avoid for most of my life.”

Excerpt From Ex-Purgatory, pg 626
Peter Clines
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