FIFTY THREE – THE UNDERWORLD.

FIFTY THREE – MASON

"Hello, brother."

I hold the phone so tight, it almost cracks as Devon's voice comes through the speakers. I shut my eyes, trying to regulate my distorted breathing.

"Devon. What do you want?"

"Tsk. Tsk. So rude. This isn't how one speaks to his brother."

I lean against my office table, anger simmering in my veins.

" I do not have time for this, Devon. What the fuck do you want?"

I left a warm and naked Mira in bed barely two hours after we had fallen asleep because the office phone wouldn't stop ringing. My patience has been stretched to its limits.

"Did you enjoy my surprise?" His voice is cold now, revealing the real, evil Devon who hides behind the expensive façade.

"What are you talking about?" I ask through gritted teeth.

He laughs. It sounds like the warning bells of death.

"Since you've decided to play dumb, I'll give you a hint." A pause. " Did the little boy break a leg?"

For a moment, everything goes still. Then I see red. I pace round the length of my o