CHAPTER 36

KAREEM'S POV.

I closed Brandon's door with an almost sad smile on my face. He thought I was praying. It was laughable.

Of all of us, it was generally assumed that Brandon was the most ruthless. He had a presence that was commanding, we all did, but he made sure to make people cower from his. He was unfeeling, uncaring to a ridiculous level, and he made sure no one got in the way of what he wanted.

But few people knew what he was, deep down. Hard-headed, obstinate and disturbingly simple sometimes. It was almost heart breaking.

In less than thirty minutes of conversation he had made countless errors already. We were trying to end this, quietly, but it was obvious we needed better, legitimate help. It was a lot easier to involve the police in interrogating Charlotte than a bunch of assassins. The police would fish her out. All they needed was an arrest warrant. But Brandon was so stubborn, he couldn't see that I was trying to reveal the killer. He was dead set on sa