Page 71 of Shadow's Surrender
“I know a lot of things.” His dad tilted his head back and stared vacantly at the ceiling.
“I can’t believe you even know the asshole.” Warren crossed his legs then uncrossed them.
After a few awkward minutes, his father said in a low voice, “I’ll take care of this, but you’re going to help.” Then his cold hazel eyes locked on Warren. “And this time, you’re going to do exactly what I tell you. Understand, boy?”
Nodding, he pushed away the anger sizzling inside him.
“Now fetch me the brandy, and I’ll tell you what I got in mind.”
Warren pushed up from the chair and shuffled over to the wet bar to grab two snifters and the decanter. If only he had money of his own—a trust fund like Scarlett.That bitch is causing me all sorts of problems. Fuck her!He should be at the Lakeside Inn having a fun time with that floozy he’d picked up at the dive bar a couple of weeks ago. As long as he lavished compliments on her and a few bucks, she didn’t care that his face was still bruised.
“Hurry it up—we got business to go over,” his dad barked.
Gritting his teeth, Warren slowly walked over to his father.
