Cornelius Crane Novels & Stories

“No. I want you to take all the time you need. No mistakes. Don’t come back to me until you have solid information.” He nodded and exited my office. When the door shut, Alex jumped out of his seat. “What was that brother?” “That was exactly what we needed.” “Since when is Crane a spy.” He asked. Spy was a good word for him. That is technically what Crane was. He’d come from a long line of spies used to sniff out any information about things going on in the pack. “Since forever.” I answered. “Wait. Are you telling me his father Cristian was a spy as well?”

“Two batches of children’s rehabilitation equipment supplied by Crane Medical failed procurement standards. The prices were nearly thirty percent above market, and the excess funds moved through accounts tied to a private Crane family foundation.” The dining room went still. Nico hugged the cookie jar. “So he really is bad?” Matteo looked at Dante. “The audit confirmed it?” “Yes.” Livia clutched Pearl. “Will he come after Mom again?” Before I could answer, Enzo took a call. A few seconds later, his face darkened. “Don, Sebastian Crane is at his lawyers’ office. He is requesting a meeting with Mrs. Bellandi.” Dante said, “Refuse.”