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“Kennedy Rockefeller DuPont the fourth,” I chirp, shoving my hand in his face.
“Howard Kenmore,” he mutters, shaking it out of habit, looking more than a little bewildered.
“So, what are we drinking tonight?” I smile brightly at the two of them. Howard McFuck-Face looks confused. Elsa, meanwhile, looks like she wants something heavy to fall through the ceiling onto me and only me.
“Uh, this is a 1969—”
Howard frowns when I pluck his glass from the table and drain it in one gulp.
“Mmm. Tasty. Very….wine-flavored.”
His brow furrows. “I’m sorry, exactly who the hell are—”
“Kennedy Rockefeller—”
“This is Hades Drakos, Mr. Kenmore,” Elsa interrupts tersely, looking pale. “And Mr. Kenmore,” she hisses, glaring at me, “is a very important gentleman who’s considering Crown and Black for his legal needs.”
“Huh. No shit.”
Howard frowns. Elsa groans, pinching the bridge of her nose as she turns back to him.
“I amsosorry, Mr. Kenmore. Hades’ family also works with Crown and Black.”
His brow creases. “Drakos…” he muses, trying to connect the dots.
“Yes, well, sadly, Hades sufferers from…” she clears her throat politely. “Well, the family does what they can, of course, but when he doesn’t take his meds…”
Howard nods. “Ahh, I see.” He turns to me. “Son, is there perhaps a car I could call to take you—”
“Get the fuck out.”
Elsa’s eyes just about pop out of her head. Howard frowns.
“Excuse—”
“I said get. The. Fuck. Out. You. Old. Fuck. Before I drag your ass out by that ridiculous combover.”
His face goes livid. “Young man, do you have any goddamn idea who I am?”
“Not really, to be honest, and I don’t care,” I growl, making him pale as I leer into his face like a maniac. “But maybe I could tell you aboutmyfamily.”
He frowns. “Drakos, as in—?”
When his face turns a shade of white, I can see he’s finally connected the dots.
“Whatever you’re thinking, you’re right,” I mutter. “Now, I’m here tonight to tell you that unfortunately, there isn’t space for you on Crown and Black’s client roster. They’re all full. No room at the inn. So, again,fuck off.”
Elsa looks like she’s going to throw up. Howard has that look I’ve seen on a hundred other people—a mix of wanting to hit me, but fully understanding how horribly it would end for them if they did.
So, because he’s a big pussy, he turns his wrath on Elsa.
“This is completely unacceptable, Ms. Guin.”
“Mr. Kenmore, I sincerely apologize for—”
“I believe Iwillbe leaving after all,” he hisses. “And then calling Gabriel and Alistair Black, along with Taylor Crown, and telling them in one fell swoop exactly how badlyyoufucked up this potential deal.”
My temper turns black as he leers across the table at Elsa.
