Tuesday, June 11, 2013

The family that preys together…- 41



“I’ve got all the information we need and he’s still not home!” Bryant slammed the sheaf of papers down and the desk, swearing when they went every which way, some landing on the floor.



“Call him. Tell him you’re on your way to pick him up.” Gerard looked out the window at the sun which was half way to it’s zenith as they spoke.



Bryant picked up the phone and dialed, stopping when he heard a car door close through the open window. A nod and a scowl from his father told him it was what he thought. “He let that … that man drive him here? Is he insane?”



Two minutes later he was asking his brother the same questions.



“I trust him,” was Crispin’s reply as he stared at the two angry men facing him.



“You know nothing about him. Hell I’d be willing to bet I know more than you do,” Bryant retorted.



“Have you been checking up on him?” Crispin fisted his hands, willing himself not to stalk out of the room, or do something worse.



“Both of you stop,” Gerard ordered. “Of course he checked, Crispin, at my order. The last thing we need is some interloper who is on to what we do and is looking for proof.”



Crispin nodded slowly, seeing the logic of that even if he didn’t like it. “And he passed muster?” he asked somewhat scathingly.



“He did,” Bryant said in reply. “Does that make you feel better?”



“Yes, slightly.”



“Very well, now that we’ve settled that, Crispin, go change and then the two of you can work out your plans.”



As soon as Crispin had left Bryant said, “Do we do something about that Kent person? He seems to be disrupting things and I for one am not happy about that.”



Gerard drummed his fingers on the edge of the window frame. “Perhaps. Come up with some ideas on how to, just in case, and if it seems warranted we’ll put them into motion.”

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