168|Close To His Chest

After dropping Marybeth and Orlando off, Austin went for his morning jog and ran twice as long, pushing himself until he thought he couldn't possibly go any further.

When he returned to the penthouse, he was surprised to find his capos waiting for him.

"When did you get here?" he asked, taking off his sweaty hoodie and t-shirt.

"Two hours ago," said Angelo.

"Tough day at the office?" Tim asked. "You never run more than ten kilometres."

Austin ignored his banter and grabbed a bottle of still water from the fridge. He gulped it down in one go, crushing the plastic bottle in his hand when he was done.

"Can you not do that, please? That sound is damn annoying!" Angelo snapped, glaring at the bottle in Austin's hands.

Austin turned to Tim, silently asking him what was wrong with Angelo.

His cousin shrugged and rolled his eyes, mouthing something about trouble in paradise.

Austin backed out of the room, choosing not to engage. He had enough problems. Meddling in Angelo's was low p