Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
“Having a good day, Brother?” Jordan asks as he settles back into the chair. There’s a grin on his face, and I wonder just what he’s got planned.
“Not exactly a busy one,” I tell him. “Have you thought about what you’re going to be doing after you graduate?” I steeple my fingers under my chin, and regard my brother.
“Well,” he starts. “I’m going back to the mainland, I want to stay in Sicily for a while.” I wasn’t expecting that because he’s never left the island long enough to show any inclination of living away from Black Hollow.
“And you’ll still work for me?” I throw out the question that’s been on my mind. We’re blood, and I’m not going to let him just leave the organisation completely.
Jordan nods slowly. “I’m not leaving,” he admits with a tip of his head. “Dad would roll around in his grave if I asked to be let go from the organisation. But, I want to work from the mainland for as long as I can. I’d like to train with The Agency.”
Dad put together The Agency a long time ago. They help us when we need jobs done, but I never thought about Jordan working with them.
“You’ll end up doing the dirty work,” I throw back, a chuckle vibrates in my chest.
“And I don’t do the dirty work here?” he challenges, this time with a grin of mischief. “You know what I mean.”
“You’ll start at the bottom. They’re not going to give you a top rank because of your name.”
Jordan shrugs it off as if he knew that bit of information already. “It doesn’t bother me. Dad taught us about hard work, and I’m not at all afraid of that.”
“Good. We’ll miss you here.”
“There’s another thing,” Jordan says as he leans forward, elbows on his knees. “Emilio wants to leave with me.”
I arch a brow in intrigue at this bit of information. “Oh?”
“He will talk to you, but we’ve had a discussion about moving and he showed interest in perhaps working with The Agency as well.” Jordan rests his right ankle on his left knee, and leans back to regard me.
“Then he can leave. I’m not holding anyone back,” I tell him. “I’m not going to become one of those arseholes who keeps people from finding their true potential. If you find that you’re happier with a place like The Agency, then I’ll support you.”
My brother’s happiness means everything to me. I want him to find his passion. And I want him to fall in love. I almost laugh out loud when the thought pops into my head. It’s not something I would have considered, but now that I have Brielle, things have changed. I’m even thinking about a family.
“Is that you wondering about a future for me?” Jordan asks with a sly grin on his face.
“I’m just thinking about how things have changed in the past few months. It’s almost a year since Brielle was given to me and I didn’t think I would understand why Dad did it.”
“And you do now?” my brother murmurs as he looks at me. We’ve always been close. Even with the small age gap, I never thought about him as a younger brother. We have always been on a similar wavelength. And it’s something that I’ve cherished. Family has been my focus for so long. The idea of me being a father though, that has emotion twisting in my chest.
“I still don’t understand why he did it, but I know that it’s for the best. She’s changed me in ways I never thought about. Right now, all I want is to have children, to raise them in this world and see them grow and mature into men who can take our places one day.”
“As long as you don’t go getting yourself into trouble and leaving me with all this,” Jordan says as he waves his hand around the room. If something were to happen to me, he would be the one to step up and lead the family.
“You know you’re stuck with me until we’re both old and fucking grey, Brother,” I tell him with a chuckle. “Now, go, and I’ll see you soon. Take the plane, make sure to send it back because I want to take Brielle to New York for the holidays.”
“Take care of her, Jude,” Jordan says as he rises to full height. “And I’ll be back soon enough. You know I can’t resist a good party on the island.”
I push to my feet and round the desk. Pulling Jordan into a hug, I hold him for a long while, and I can’t help but be proud of the man he’s becoming.
Opening the folder with all my brother’s information, I scan through the details, and I smile. My father didn’t think he would ever walk away from this life, and now that he’s wanting to delve deeper, I wonder if my brother knew what his choice would be.