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“In case you have forgotten, Jacob, I didn’t ask for anything. I found Tamsin and I was the one who brought her home.” He sipped at the whiskey. “I know you guys don’t like me, and regardless of what you think, I’m not the one stopping Tamsin from coming to see you. She doesn’t want to see you, and that might be hard for you guys to take in, but that is the truth.” He took another sip of the whiskey. Talking about Tamsin made him wish he was home with her.
Before he left, she had promised him she’d curl up in the movie room, watch a chick flick, and then go to bed. Mason had wanted to take her with him, but Tamsin hadn’t been in the mood to go out dancing. He figured it was because the nightclub was owned by her brothers.
Arriving at the nightclub, he hadn’t expected Jacob and Gabriel to be here, but again, he wasn’t surprised to see them. They were not exactly close friends.
They blamed him for keeping her away from them, which was the furthest thing from the truth. He would do everything in his power to keep Tamsin safe, even if that meant helping her to stay away from her brothers.
“Our fathers, toward the end, had a lot of meetings. I didn’t know if he trusted any of his sons with the finer details of my and Tamsin’s marriage.”
“No, all that was agreed was yours and Tamsin’s marriage, as well as everything that has been conducted business-wise, and soldier-wise.”
There was a knock at the door, and this time Abel stepped inside.
“Your man is here,” Abel said.
Jacob and Gabriel looked at each other, and seconds later, Albert Delcoties walked into the room.
The man was large, with a head of thick, white hair. Even though he was approaching sixty, he looked strong. There was not an ounce of fat on him, and on closer inspection, he was all muscle.
Gabriel, Jacob, and Abel moved away.
Mason reached into his pocket and switched on a device that would interfere with any contraption that was placed in the office to spy on them or listen into their conversation.
“Mason Savonas,” Albert said.
“Albert Delcoties, thank you for agreeing to meet with me.” He nodded at one of the chairs and shook his head.
“I will stand.”
“Can I get you a drink?”
“Whiskey.”
Albert made no other move, and he stayed perfectly still, almost tense.
Mason poured the whiskey in a fresh glass and walked over to him, keeping a distance as he offered the drink.
Albert held a stick within his grasp. One end was covered in silver and seemed to have a serpent shape to the top. The other side was pointed, and again silver. Rumor had it that many a man had lost his life by that stick. Albert was known to use it in fits of rage, where people begged for mercy, and he never granted it.
“Would you like to explain the meaning of this … meeting?” Albert asked.
“You and I both know this is about the agreement you have with my father. I know it has broken down, and now I would like to know why,” Mason said.
Albert stared at him. “You think I don’t know that you’re close with your father?”
“I’m sure you agree that you have secret meetings your son is not privy to. I know my father’s … problems, I would like to know what this means for the Savonases and Delcoties.”
Albert took a drink of his whiskey. “This is good.”
Mason mentally thanked the Dentons. They clearly knew their whiskey.
He watched as Albert finally took a seat and began talking. “I have known Paul Savonas some considerable years, and I’m aware of the rumors that circulate. There are plenty for all of us. I was convinced the rumor of his predilection for underage girls was false. I have since come to learn that when it comes to your father, that rumor is true. I know I’m not one to judge. There are rumors about me, gossip, and truths in everything, but there are also lies. I’m not a good man. I’ve done a lot of bad things. Many people would see us as crooks, but even I believe in a certain code, and that code is children are out of bounds. We do not kill them, kidnap, abuse, or rape them. No one crosses that line with me.”
“Did my dad cross that line?”
“Yes.”
Mason ran a hand over his face.
