Sins of the Family: Falling for my Step-Uncle のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

“And why not have this Andre guy get you into his office again?” Rick asked as we ate dinner Sunday evening. “He has access and it wouldn’t be suspicious.”“Cameras,” I told him. “Both inside and out of his office.”I had let him spend the rest of the weekend with Carla. I took advantage of the motorcycle rental and spent most of the day out riding. It was good for me. I felt more focused. More in control. But still stuck over the stall in the investigation. So, we were talking things through over dinner, bringing Rick up to speed.“Dang, that is a bit paranoid,” Rick said. “Seems like he’s up to something to me.”“But it doesn’t matter unless we can prove it,” Carla said. “Even the team I work with at the Bureau doesn’t think we have enough for them to interfere yet. And they’re itching to go after this company.” “Why don’t you talk to Dimitri about incorporating our new cybersecurity program?” Rick suggested casually.“Wait… what?” I replied, confused. “That’s not due to launch…“I

Dinner was pleasant enough but my mind kept wandering. Something about the conversation earlier had me curious. It was around two years ago when the problems with Simon’s company started. From all of my research, I still had yet to figure out why his company was targeted. My best guess had always been a business rivalry gone wrong. Simon was good at what he did and there were a few investment projects that had competition before we took them on. But only two of them had to do with land deals.I knew I was reaching. It was unlikely that Carson was talking about anything to do with any deals happening in Southfort or with Simons company. But something just stuck with me. I wanted to ask him a few more questions. So, I managed to hold it together through dinner and during the cocktail hour Mom insisted on afterward. When people finally started to leave, I hung back on the patio. I had a hunch Carson would find his way to me.I wasn’t wrong.“It’s getting late,” he said, coming up to stan

I returned to the bar where I first met with Andre. I took a booth out of the way, not sure if Silvia would actually show or not. I ordered a beer and waited. Luckily, I didn’t have to wait too long.“So, it is you putting crazy ideas into Andre’s head,” Silvia said as she dropped into the booth in front of me suddenly. “I thought this was another of his wild daydreams.”“Silvia, it’s good to see you,” I greeted. “I guess I don’t need to reintroduce myself. Even though the last time we actually spoke you were what… nine? Ten?”“I was twelve,” she said. “And what… now you want to come in and try to play the good cousin? Let me guess, you’re not actually here to help us but to convince me to stay away from Andre? Maybe threaten me…? Thinking if you can take care of this thorn in the family’s side they might start thinking of you like a person… Let me tell you, none of that is likely going to happen.”I grinned. She was just as feisty as when she was a kid.“Actually, my offer to Andre w

We were two hours in, and the hands were moving fast now. I was five-grand down, but the atmosphere was good. Even Charles had loosened up. It may have been the three hands I’d let him win or the constant supply of alcohol our host saw too, but he no longer seemed averse to my presence.“Meech, maybe if you put that damn cigar out you’d be able to see your hand,” I said, noticing how close he had to bring his cards to his face.“It’s no use,” Charles said. “We tell him that every time but we still have to suffer through his haze.”“Look, this is the only time my wife lets me indulge,” Dimitri protested. “And she’s the only one who can tell me what I can and can’t do.”“I never thought I’d see the day when a Drakos was a whipped man,” Mortin said gruffly. “It’s a disgrace.”“Have you seen my wife?” Dimitri said with a raised eyebrow. “If choosing not to smell like an ashtray soI can keep fucking that gorgeous woman whenever the hell I want makes me whipped, then so be it.”“I guess we

The only saving grace for the evening was that my agreement to her terms was enough to keep my mother off the topic of dating for the rest of the meal. It meant I was able to compose myself somewhat normally. Even though it somehow felt like I’d made a deal with the devil.Okay, so that was a bit harsh.But it was the truth. I felt sick. My mind warred between heartache and nothingness. Logic tried to break through. My common sense telling me it would probably be better if I moved on and found someone else. That Carson wasn’t a bad choice. But it was no use.By the time I made it home, I felt so emotionally raw I didn’t know how to react. I fell onto the couch, staring off into space. Arlo climbed up next to me. Offering the only bit of comfort that could get through the chaos.I was still in the same spot when Christina came home.“Sawyer…” She came rushing to me, her arms going around my shoulders. “Was she that bad tonight? What did she say this time?”I shook my head. “It’s me, Ch