The Family Buisness

Chapter 2

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"Zane? Where are you right now?"

"Well certainly I'm in Mexico where I'm at school. Why? You get into another fight and lack a place to hide out?" Zane rolled his eyes making a silent huff from his side as he leaned back in his chair. He was aware of his girlfriend next to him struggling not to giggle and it drove him to chuckle to himself.

"Zane this is urgent! Where are you!"

"Fine. I'm in my dorm room, working to finish up an analysis paper. Why?" Zane turned serious upon reading the almost angry tone in his brother's voice. He leaned forward placing his elbows on the desk waiting for Garroth to answer. He was interested, to put it,  to find out what his brother wanted.

"It's bad news . . . . make sure your sitting down brother . . . ."

"Garroth what is it? . . . . you've never acted like this." He said frowning and leaning back in his chair not catching the girl perk up in interest.

"Vylad is dead."

It hit Zane like a sledgehammer. His brother his sweet, loving younger brother who had just earned a college degree of History. The one he'd left behind in Phoenix drop. He froze staring ahead, his thoughts lost before he dropped his head, a bitter, icy wave of rage washing over him.

The only sound was his ragged breathing for a moment, before his dead cold voice finally answered

"See you at the runway"

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"He's on his way." Garroth snapped the phone shut staying where he was gazing at the wall leaning across the back of the chair. The blonde was wearing a button up white shirt with the sleeves rolled up with black dress pants. Other than his chest rising and falling he very still staring at the wall, trying to keep the emotion from his face.

"I'm glad . . . . it's about time I reunited my boys." a sweet voice sighed from the bed where she was sitting, long graying dark curls framing her mint green eyes. She was wearing a simple pale grey dress that was elegant yet confident.

" . . . . How did they find Vylad?" Garroth swallowed hard, looking away from her to hide the emotion on his face "How did they know . . . . . why can't I see them mum?"

"I don't know . . . but all the people who had anything against us know he was innocent and had no part in the family business." She said quietly "Someone else did this . . . ."

"Then we'll find out who it was" Garroth muttered ignoring the way she brushed away his last question. He was looking down the blonde's hair moving in front of his face to shield the hard look of vengeance.

She cleared her throat standing up holding her hands in front of her as if beckoning him to come closer "My sweet boy . . . . please don't do this to yourself." She tilted her head, fresh tears already shining in them as Garroth turned to stare at her.

At last he stood up pushing away the chair, standing still for a second a slow look of grief in his eyes. Garroth walked over reaching down to grasp the small woman in a tight embrace with tears in his eyes. He stayed silent for a second before sobs broke through, and let hot tears stream down his face. She held him in a firm embrace stroking his back a silent tear washing down her own face.