JAMES POV
“Okay… so you want us to steal from the Triad? Me and you?” Brad asked sarcastically, raising his eyebrows.
“Yes, Brad,” I replied, annoyance in my voice.
He chuckled and stared at me without saying another word. He just kept staring.
“What?”
He didn’t say a word.
“What is it, Brad? Why are you staring at me like that?”
He leaned forward in his chair, hands resting on his knees. “James, you know we’re not just cousins—we’re brothers, and we practically grew up together. I know when something is eating you up and you don’t want to talk about it.”
My heart skipped at his accurate observation. I knew Brad was the kind that always paid attention. I had no idea he knew me this well.
My jaw clenched and I looked away. I looked around the room, staring at the walls, looking for
