Page 63 of Property of El Jefe

“Yes,” Slay replied, getting to his feet.

“What’s going on,” I asked.

“Nothing,” he said, shortly.

“Come on.” I rolled my eyes. “I know something is going on.”

Cass looked at me then Slay, totally curious about our back-and-forth conversation.

“Club business, Silvi. You know the drill.” Slay seemed worried, even a little uneasy.

“Isn’t that your buddy, Steve? We better get to the bottom of this before Cass hears about it.” Andy appeared in the dining room with the baby cradled in his arms.

“Before I hear what? Has something happened to my brother?” Cass asked Slay.

“Oh, shit.” Andy grimaced at Slay. “Sorry. Didn’t know she was here.”

“Will somebody tell me what’s going on?” Cass shouted.