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“You got it.” Immediately he leans down and pulls his beloved laptop from his bag. The second he’s flipped the lid, he becomes all business. Not that he wasn’t the most serious of the three of them to begin with.
He begins tapping away, and I leave it to him in favor of the coffee that’s sitting in front of my seat.
“J’s… had an incident,” I say gently. “He’s going to be out of action for a bit.”
Proving that he’s still fully alert, Ellis’s head pops up.
“That’s really shitty timing, Bro.”
“Trust me, I fucking know. I think… no, I know that Victor is aware that Alana and Mav were here.”
There’s a beat of silence before Devin sits forward in his seat—JD’s seat.
“You really need to start talking, man. All this secretive shit and fucking about with our shipments has got to fucking give.”
Sitting back, I stare at the three of them. The three men that I know for a fact would willingly walk headfirst into a war with me and J should the need occur.
Individually, we have more flaws than we can count. But together, we’re fucking unstoppable. And that’s exactly why I’ve always believed that we could do this.
Victor didn’t raise weak sons. He raised us to take the helm when the time came. He gave us each a different role to ensure we were able to control every aspect of his business. He just wasn’t aware that he was setting us up to take over long before he was ready, or that we were going to be the ones to bring his reign to an end.
I guess that’s one of his biggest failures.
He thought we’d be just as hungry for power and control as him. He never banked on us getting any genes from our mother, who was his opposite in every way.
As a kid, I always wondered what drew our soft and caring mother to such a corrupt and sick bastard. But I understand it all now.
She was as much of a captive in her own life as Alana was when I first locked her up downstairs.
“We’re taking over,” I state. “Victor’s time is done. I’ve spent the last few years collecting evidence against him and turning his allies to enemies.”
“The shipments. You made it look like he was fucking up and turning him on us,” Dev reasons. “You fucking threw us under a bus.”
I glare at him.
“You can more than handle yourselves.”
“Yeah, but you should have told us.”
“Dev,” I sigh, pushing my messy hair back. “There have been so many ways that all of this could have gone wrong. It still can. The last thing I needed was putting that weight onto your shoulders when you all had classes to think about on top of everything else.
“I never would have put any of you in danger. A few fucked-up deliveries is nothing in the grand scheme of things. Victor is still making a lot of money out of you all over there.”
“Not the point,” Dev sulks like he used to as a toddler.
“Does it really fucking matter now? What’s done is done,” Ezra reasons.
“I guess not,” Dev mutters, clearly unhappy about being left in the dark. “So what now, and where are Alana and Mav? You offed them?”
“No, I haven’t.” I grunt, pissed off with all of this. I need to be back upstairs with J, not bickering with my little brothers. “When Kane brought Alana here, I thought I’d just teach her a lesson, let her confess what she was doing playing games and then send her on her way back to her husband.”
Devin scoffs, but the second I raise a brow, he swallows whatever it is he wants to say.
“But I got much more than I expected from Alana Murray.”
Devin’s eye twitches with his need to make some lewd comment, and impressively, he actually manages it.
“I’ve been suspicious for a while that something even darker than we knew was going on, but I was never able to pinpoint anything other than a gut feeling.”
