“Nobody,” Jack answers decisively.
“The other night didn’t sit well with me. It was more than a discussion that got out of hand. Johnny’s a hired hand, and a psychopath, so why bring him to a business meeting? It took some time, but I tracked Alejandro down and spoke to him.”
“Alejandro Martinez? Carlos’s son? Are you trying to start a war?” Jack raises his voice, and for the first time looks worried.
“I had a few questions, so I asked Alejandro directly,” says Sanchez.
“Asked or tortured?” Jack’s gaze is deadpan, but I can tell he isn’t happy.
“You’re going to need to start branding better if you’re gonna take over the business one day.”
Jack shakes his head. “I’m not—”
“Shhh,” his father cuts him off. “We’ll discuss that later. But no, I only talked to him. Please, with your siste
