Red West II.

Chapter three - Brother's reunion

The manager's office was located on the upper floor of the two-stored building at the edge of the sandstone quarry, which was quite lively despite the very late hour. Almost all present workers were up, discussing the reason of unusual fuss and recent shooting and there were more guards around than usually.

Math was tempted with an urge to make the atmosphere even livelier, so that those idiots would have remembered to do what they were paid for. But in the end, he had decided it would have been just a waste of time.

He squeezed the rest of his cigarette over the window sill and turned back inside the poorly lit room, which belonged to Cameron, who was appointed to the position of the quarry's main manager a month ago. For being the former ass-licker of Karnaka, he was surprisingly capable and soon managed to gain the respect of all other workers in the quarry.

They are still afraid of me more, though, Math smirked in his thoughts.

But the truth was that if those lazy bastards knew what their superior was really like, some might have run off praying to the Indian gods for mercy. Sometimes, Math doubted that even he himself knew the true nature of his companion, as Cameron had never revealed it to anyone.

When the gray-haired man with creepy eyes appeared in Fort Collins in the middle of a furious snowstorm, the news about Karnaka's death hadn't reached them yet. Back then, Grenet felt nothing but a damn satisfaction. He offered to deal with both annoying troublemakers, but awesome Mr. Karnaka despised his abilities and sent him off instead. Well, it bit that old man right back in the ass. On the other hand, it was quite inconvenient not to have the man's power as a backup.

Anyway, Cameron didn't seem to care what Grenet thought about the whole disaster. He was focused only on one thing – revenge on both Kamenashi and Akanishi. According to the former Karnaka's servant, those two – despite it not being proven – were responsible for the ambush on the farm, for burning it down and for his beloved master's death. The man was more certain about it than about anything else and Math thought the same himself.

It was perfect that they had a common goal now; Math was sure that those two brats would not stand a chance against them. Unfortunately, to Math's dissatisfaction, it seemed that Cameron was prepared to take more than enough time to achieve his goal. That man was cold and hard as a stone and damn patient, not like Grenet himself. He was eager to go after those two right away, but he had to admit unwillingly, that it was not possible under the weather conditions of this cruel winter.

Therefore, they stayed in Laporte, building up their position even without Karnaka's support. They had enough money to buy the people they needed, and enough guns and guts to threaten the rest.

After all that damn long waiting, Math was furious that brat made a fool of him so easily. He should have expected that Kamenashi was not necessarily as stupid as some of his own subordinates. To Math's surprise and dismay, the former bartender predicted his move and acted faster. Moreover, exposing himself as a good fucking Samaritan again and taking their noisy captive along.

Math couldn't wait to fuck those pretty ideals out of Kamenashi's brain; that would teach him for sure. Yet now, he was eager to get some drink, but he decided to wait with it until the discussion with Cameron would be over; any drink lost some of its good fragrance in presence of the man, who was sitting at the table silently, his slightly wrinkled face covered in shadow. Just those ice-cold eyes were shining in the darkness.

"So? Any brilliant idea?" Math hissed impatiently. He had enough of that damn thoughtful silence of his companion.

The quarry's manager pierced him with a glare, which left Math feeling like a stupid kid. Damn this man and his effect on him!