The man stuck out his hand and offered a friendly, salesman-like smile. “Steve Foster. We met at Konrad and Monica’s wedding.” The smile promptly disappeared. “Allow me to express my condolences for your loss.”

“Thank you,” Devin automatically responded, taking his hand while clicking through her memory for his face.

Then she got it. Right. Steve Foster. He was Konrad’s cousin. She drew back her hand and pressed her lips together.

“I’m sorry for your loss, too,” she responded, although she held the entire Demarco family partially responsible for her sister’s death. If they all hadn’t been so greedy and distrustful, they wouldn’t have panicked over Amelia’s shares. Konrad wouldn’t have been so desperate to win Monica back, and Monica never would have got on the plane that night.

“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” he continued affably.

“Is there something you need?” Her tone had cooled, and she could hear Lexi in the living room behind her, moving in closer, presumably to take stock of the situation.

“I came to apologize,” he offered. “On behalf of my family. I understand Lucas has been harassing you.”

Devin didn’t know what to say to that. Lucas was the current bane of her existence. But she wasn’t exactly sure what Steve was apologizing for, nor what he meant by “harassing.”

The kettle squealed behind her, and Lexi’s footsteps swiftly disappeared into the kitchen.

“I only just learned about the temporary guardianship hearing.”

Well, that answered one question.

But she still didn’t know why he was here.

Steve cleared his throat. “Would you mind terribly if I…” He gestured inside her house. “I have an offer for you.”

“I’m not interested,” said Devin. She didn’t trust any of the Demarcos, or the Fosters, particularly when they were pretending to be nice.

“I’d like to make up for Lucas’s actions.”

Devin canted her head to one side, attempting to judge the expression in his pale blue eyes. “Why?” she challenged.