Chapter 14
Later that evening they congregated in Alfie’s chamber, at his request, and sat sipping brandy.
“I trust you had a pleasant day?” Tristan said.
Alfie grinned. “I did indeed. You?”
Tristan was sure he flushed. He didn’t think he had words to describe it so he just nodded.
“Sadly, we must now focus on reality as I would like to be able to return to my life without fear of some madman attempting to dispatch one of us,” Alfie said with irritating pragmatism. He looked first at Sam and then at Gareth. “So, my lovely young gentlemen, remind me. Exactly why is this man attempting to kill you?”
Tristan opened his mouth to speak, but Sam raised a hand and gave him a look so he subsided.
“Dante took me from the gambling hells where I had made a mess of things. I owed money. He paid
