Desmond was right. Calvin indeed is a cunning bastard, one who knows where to look and feels when something is off. Maybe that's what makes him such a formidable opponent. A part of me shudders at the thought of him and Amelia ever crossing paths and working together.
The havoc they could wreck in mine and Desmond's lives.
I don't even want to think about it.
After accepting condolences and flowers from my subordinates downstairs, I headed to my office in an instant, needing room to breathe from the words of comfort—
Only to find Calvin and Mera waiting for me by my office.
Mera looked worried sick standing next to him, as if she couldn't believe he was Desmond's brother. I have to admit, when I saw him at the funeral, I was a little shocked too. He has bulked up a little, no, a lot more than I last saw him, and with that bald gleaming head of his, the rumors that he might be in the mafia online might as well he true.
