I knew better than to keep him out. “What do you want to speak about?” I asked as I ushered them back into the living room. “If it’s about the explosion, I had nothing to do with it. I already told him,” I said, pointing to Jesse.
“But I don’t believe a word that’s come out of that mouth of yours, Hart,” Jesse snapped.
“I don’t care what you believe, old man. You’re becoming senile,” I shot back.
“My boss seems to believe you’re an ally of the enemy’s. He can’t say how but he’s sure of it,” Jasper’s man stated.
I looked around the room at the group of men all donned in expensive business suits with dark shades hiding their eyes and knew they meant business. It seemed the right-hand man was the leader of the group. If the plan was to get me jumpy with fear, it was starting to work becau
