Talon had a meeting scheduled in the afternoon with Derb Phillips, Old Dan’s first son. He had no issues meeting him at the office but with him insisting on having it outside, Talon simply accepted it without seeing a reason to push too much against it.
August drove him to the high-end private restaurant that belonged to Derb where the meeting was supposed to take place.
Unsurprised, Talon with August following behind him both saw bodyguards at every corner so much so that a stranger that strayed past would have assumed the place to be nothing more than a Mafia’s den.
“I think something is definitely going on…” August warned in a low voice and Talon walking right in front simply nodded his head even as he boldly walked in without any traces of fear on his face.
“Regardless of whatever
