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There was silence, and I realized he was waiting for me.
“You can speak.”
“Oh great, because this is insane.” He gripped the arms of the chair. “Fred, he’s brainwashing you. How do you not see this?”
“Aiden, give me some credit. I was raised by the king of manipulation; I know when I’m being played with.”
He huffed. “I’m not sure you do.” He held up his hands and softened his voice. “I’m sorry I said those things about Sean, and I shouldn’t have put my hands on Vincenzo, and I’ll apologize to smooth things over, but I no longer feel being here is in your best interests.”
“Thank you for the advice, but until the meeting with the Bleeding Angels is concluded, we’ll be staying. Afterward, we can reassess.”
He jumped out of the chair. “You’re actually meeting with them?”
“I said I was. You were there in the SUV, remember? I believe you thought it was a bad idea.”
He nodded. “Still do.”
“I’ll be vigilant, Aiden.” I patted his chest. “Besides, I have you watching my back, right?”
Aiden sighed. “Of course.”
“Good. Now I’m starving—let’s eat.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Vincenzo
Aiden had approached me and apologized, much like a child ordered by his parent would. I accepted simply to move forward and hoped Fred had the man on a leash.
“Richie called.” Zion entered the room just as we were finishing up our food.
“And?” Fred wiped his mouth and relaxed in his chair.
“Tomorrow at noon, if agreeable with you, Albert March would like to meet with you.”
Fred nodded. “That’s doable. Where?”
“Lancaster Port. There’s a fish market there. He said it’s safe behind the store because one whole side is water, so we’d be able to stay protected and discreet.”
Fred looked over at me, and something inside warmed at the thought that he was wondering my opinion on this.
I hummed. “Have Eden and Parker take a few exercitus and case the place out tonight and get there an hour early tomorrow.”
“Yes, good idea,” Fred agreed.
“Understood.” His tablet in hand, Zion left the room.
Only Aiden, Fred, and I remained.
“I’m going to go to bed if business is concluded for the day?” Aiden asked Fred, not even sparing me a glance.
“It’s been a long day. Good night, Aiden.”
“Sir.” He stood, still never meeting my eyes, and left the dining room. Now it was just Fred and myself.
“Would you care to join me in the sitting room for a drink?” I offered, hoping he’d accept but knowing the day had indeed been very long and taxing.
“One drink wouldn’t hurt.” Fred stood, and I held back my smile as he regarded me, clearly suspicious.
