MARCUSThe first thing Ethan did when we landed was call Luke and asked him to send his closest men to pick us up from the airport. If it were any other day or anything else, I would have said he was exaggerating but not this day. I was scared out of my mind by what happened that I was as paranoid a
NATHAN“The food here is nice, not greasy just right. I can’t remember the last time I ate at a restaurant.” I was talking to my mother on the phone, I insisted she get out of the house, go shopping and eat out. It was a struggle getting her to do all that after Marcus’s little visit to my home. But
MARCUSThat was George on the phone, I knew they were tracking me somehow. Just how the fuck did he know I was on the jet? There was no one following us on our way there, how did he know? “I already told you that I want nothing to do with this, don’t call me again.” Just as I was about to cut the ca
MARCUSThe only thing I could think about on the way, was to get the fuck out of London. The city was no longer me. There was no need to go back even in the future, online meetings for the company would have to be the norm and whoever wanted a face to face would have to go to New Village to meet me.
MARCUSI stood there dumb founded. My brain stopped working for a minute there. What the hell was I hearing? “Was my father a gangster?” there I was judging Luke, yet my dad was the same, just what the fuck was my life going to?“No, he was a businessman, the supplier for all the drug lords from her
MARCUSI didn’t feel the drive home; my mind was so occupied that I almost caused an accident. The moment I got in, I found Ethan sitting in the lounge. “Ethan, I need you to look into someone, I need everything on him.” He gave me a look. “His name is George Mason, the owner of the law firm I went