Spade (MxM)

Chapter 56

Both men sat on opposite sides of the table, both of them holding a glass of whiskey each as they schemed and planned.
One's inner plan was far more bigger than the other, while the other was just out for revenge and a little bit of fun.

"Has he come yet"? The younger of both men wheezed out, his voice coming out way different than a person's voice should sound, he sounded like an old engine, that was almost dying

Greg shook his head as he watched the strange looking man in front of him, he always wondered how he'd lived this long with such a hideous face, scars adorned his face and one of his eyes was almost completely damaged, but he still always managed to look dangerous and scary.

"Not yet and the 48 hours he gave me elapsed two days ago" he muttered scratching his beards as he twirled the whiskey in his cup, watching it move from side to side.

The scarier one out of the two nodded and smacked his lips.
"Don't let your guard down, he's gonna come when you least expect it" he muttered "what about the boy"? He asked referring to Nate, and Greg just looked up at him before sighing out.

"I gave him a short limited time to get his sister back to me, I haven't heard from him either" he muttered making the other man to grunt out

"You're too soft on him, on both of them that's why she had the nerves to run away" he grunted out making Greg to ground his teeth together in irritation
"I told you to let me take him with me to Italy years ago, if you had then maybe he wouldn't be such a mess" he muttered making Greg to further clench his jaw, before taking a huge gulp of the drink.

"If I'd let you take him, there'd be no one to oversee my company, I'm old dear friend, and I'm not gonna be around forever" he muttered "and if I had let you take him, it would have killed her" he added quickly

"Well now they're causing troubles for you, putting you in a tight spot with Spade" he muttered before letting his fingers trace his scar, the long one that ran from the bottom of his one good eye, down his chin.

Greg let out a deep sigh, thinking of the pickle he was in with Spade
"That's your problem anyway Greg, I hope it's not gonna mess with our plans"? He asked and Greg just nodded

"It won't mess with our plans" he mutttered and the other man just grunted out in response.

"Good, we're already neck in deep in this, and there's no turning back now" he muttered "we're so close to getting what we want, he's lost more than enough already, what will finally push him over the edge and have him out of the picture is the auction coming up"

Greg looked at the man in front of him, bitting his inner cheek
"How? He's not even agreeing for it to be held here in New York" he muttered

"I know, but that's not gonna stop us, everything is already in place, all we have to do is get him to attend it, and then from there, everything will run smoothly, we've let this drag on for far too long" the man muttered still looking at Greg.

"You're right" Greg mused "but how are we gonna get him to attend"? He asked

"Leave that to me" the strange man said "have you heard any word from Stefano"? He asked and Greg just shook his head

"No, after our last deal, the one I sent Nathan to pick up for me, he hasn't reached out yet"

"We need to extend our hands to reach more people, we need stronger and influential people, not just the chief of police, we need to stop doing things like amateurs, tipping the cops off and stealing his shipments, yes it's having an impact on him but we need to strike him harder and we need to do it fast" the man mutttered

Greg scratched his chin and narrowed his eyes on the drinks in front of him.
"What do you suggest we do"? He asked moving his eyes to the man in front of him.