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“He’s looking for him then?”
Grimsley nodded. “It’s a quiet pursuit right now, but yes.”
“Well, it’s eleven in the morning. I doubt he’ll find Ares anywhere right now other than passed out in whatever hole in the ground he’s hiding. If Ares shows up at Notes again, which I doubt, but if he does, I want him detained. Keep him there until I can talk to him. Once I’m done with him, we’ll hand him over to Peter.”
“And if Peter gets to him first?” Another voice asked from the doorway. Grimsley stepped to the side, looking over his shoulder at the figure.
“Jackson,” Garrick muttered his twin brother’s name as he gritted his teeth. More complications.
“Garrick. Grimsley.” Jackson nodded to both men as he walked into the room. “Charlotte let me in,” he explained.
Garrick would never get Mrs. Antoinette to understand that his brother didn’t have free rein of the house. Just because he grew up in it didn’t give him any rights now. Not after Garrick purchased it back from the bastard that bought the place from their parents. Not after Garrick spent more money than reasonable to bring the house back to a decent place to live- the previous owner had let most of the house and grounds fall apart. No, Jackson hadn’t even considered this place home when he returned to Kassel two years ago. He had no rights to it now.
But the woman who helped raise them from the time they were toddlers would never agree with him.
“So. You’re on the lookout for Ares Morgan, too?” Jackson quizzed with an arched brow. “Why is that?”
“It’s none of your concern.”
“You understand why our cousin wants him.”
“I do.” Garrick gritted his teeth. “And I don’t deny Peter the right to have him.”
“Why are you interested in him?” Jackson tilted his head.
“Are you asking out of brotherly concern or because Ash and Peter sent you over to gather information for them?” Garrick stood from his chair, pressing his hands into the top of his desk, and leaned forward. “Why are you here, Jackson?”
“I’m here because I had a meeting with Bastian this morning, and I wanted your opinion on the matter before I moved forward.” Jackson glanced at Grimsley.
“I’ll be heading back into town.” Grimsley nodded toward Garrick.
Garrick folded his arms over his chest, waiting for the door to the office to shut behind Grimsley.
“Bastian’s an old friend. I trust the man with my life.”
“It’s not him. It’s Henry Trident,” Jackson said. “I’m not familiar with him. The Trident family has had control of that city for a long time.”
“I don’t know Henry Trident or anyone that works for him other than Bastian.” The conversation Garrick had had with Bastian the night before regarding his boss hadn’t fully put him at ease about the man. Monsters lurk in every city, but Garrick would rather know what sort of monster he was dealing with.
Jackson rubbed his chin. “Are you taking him up on his deal? For your club?”
Garrick’s jaw tightened. “I probably will. Henry has no direct ties to anything worse than our own family. Now, does he allow shit to flow beneath the city streets? Yeah, I’m sure he does. But even though Ash got out of the dark side of his sales, he doesn’t actively go after those that traffic.”
Jackson ran his tongue over his teeth. “True enough.”
“Making a deal with Trident makes sense money-wise. He’s offering a five percent undercut of what I’m paying now. You can easily move the shit like you are now and pocket the extra ten percent.”
“Might piss off my current supplier,” Jackson argued.
“Yeah. It might. But it’s business. He wants your business; he can undercut Trident.” Garrick walked toward the door. “I have no loyalty to him. Being friends with Bastian doesn’t extend to the Trident family.”
Jackson arched an eyebrow. “And to your family? Do you have loyalty to us?”
Garrick fisted the doorknob. He took a slow breath before turning back to his brother.
“I never stopped being loyal to our family. To you. To our parents,” he said, keeping his voice low in order to keep it in control.
“You think coming back to Kassel, keeping a decent relationship with our cousins Ash and Peter, I’ve somehow been disloyal?” Jackson tilted his head slightly. It was the deepest conversation
