Major’s POV
A call had reached my club from the barracks stating that the last bullet supplied to them was less quality and needed to be replaced. I had to get there to confirm what they complained about before knowing what to do, and indeed, the bullet was up to the quality like the others.
After agreeing with them, I had to get back to the clubhouse that night. I stepped out of the barracks and was heading to my car when Alden appeared before me, his expression unpredictable. I glanced behind me and to the sides to confirm that all was well, and indeed he was alone. “What can I do for you?” I asked, pulling a long face.
He had his palms in the pockets of his trousers, and wore a look like someone who needed some help.
“Mind having a drink together? We could chat over it…”
“This mi
