Give Me Life

Chapter 11. Silent Night

"Mr. Danielyan." Mr. Roderick growled.

Devlin silently stared at him.

"Don't look like THAT now! You come to my private space, and didn't expect the same in return?!" He grumbled. Brian nervously moved to the side of Mr. Roderick, Jacopo widened his eyes at him and grunted.

"Hey.. You could have just simply asked me what I've been doing Devlin.. You and your friends.... You thought I was going to cower and not shown up here... And that's where you fucked up!" He jeered. "You go to work and return to normal.. As if you didn't kill his brother? Or have my men disappear!" He scoffed, and stepped closer to him with Jacopo until he stared up at Devlin. "Or Jude..." Mr. Roderick lingered, he sneered and gave him a malicious smile.

"I've been meaning to give my condolences.. But you know.." He roughly elbowed Jacopo, causing him to let out a deep growl. "With my associate's being picked off one by one, I was.. Busy." He slyly remarked, giving out a cynical laugh.

"Hiding you mean.. Not busy." Devlin coldly replied down at him. Mr. Roderick angrily shoved Jacopo back once he realized Devlin was too close.

Alarmed after that.

Devlin calmed himself and sighed.

"How are we even? You have been annoying my family since my father was alive." He grumbled, folding his arms. "That's great that you think so highly of me." Roderick spat. "I could care less about that dead-thieving piece of shit.." He paused, and held on tightly to Jacopo. "You're not so smart kid... You should have kept to yourself and we wouldn't be in this.. Predicament-."

Devlin cut him off.

"If you-er-er referring to that night I seen your friends drag a body off d road, well then you're telling on your own fucking self..." Devlin playfully growled, Mr. Roderick silently scowled at him. "Ahhh... Quiet I see... Is dat wot you're talking about?" Devlin cleared his throat and nervously made eye contact with Jacopo.

"Whatever it is that you are trying to hide is' too late we already know about your dirty little secret." Devlin chuckled.

"You foreigners love playing stupid..." Mr. Roderick grumbled. "Did they extract brain cells from you before they let you out?"

Devlin furrowed his brow and scoffed, shaking his head.

"I'm not as stupid as you." Devlin softly said, smirking down at him.

"Though I admit, I can be stupid... I am young.. Wat do I know about running a business right?" Devlin cracked, shaking his head at him.

"You don't know shit about the corporate world." Mr. Roderick spat. "I built my business on my own.. While you needed daddy to help you... You're trash." He grumbled.

Brian proceeded to say something, but stopped once he seen Devlin step closer to them with a frightening smile on his face.

"Trash you say?" Devlin humorously grinned.

Mr. Roderick scowled. "You drop one women line, after your company spent decades making men suits, and the town goes berserk." He flashed his free hand in the air. "If that's the only big thing that you've got going, then you should retire early while you can, before it's too late." He rubbed his chin. "Couldn't play with the real big boys in this town instead, you had to go and hide behind Kennings, well he's dead now so.. There's nothing much you could do about that one.. If anyone's hiding it's you young man." Roderick scowled.

Devlin cautiously took off his work jacket, and Mr. Roderick panicked and held on tightly to Jacopo. Devlin held his hands up, and slowly threw it down on the floor and folded his arms again.