The enemy of my enemy

Mark

I was slightly concerned by what he said, because if they were truly investigators, there could only be one reason why they were here, and that was because someone sent them.

“What can I help you with gentlemen?” I asked, leaning back into my seat.

“What would you do if I told you that even though George seemed to have backed off, he is planning a big comeback against you for costing him this deal?” John asked with a raised brow as he leaned back in his seat.

“I’m sorry, who?” I asked, playing dumb. Landon sneered at me with a clenched jaw, before leaning forward, “Do not f*cking play dumb with us. We know exactly who you are Mark Greyson and the people you have business with.”

I turned to him with a sardonic smile, taunting “I’m sorry, were you permitted to speak junior detective?”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about,” I added, watching his anger grow.

This wasn’t my first rodeo. I knew how these things go. I would admit my family’s business with George, and they would blac