Chapter 103

• He entered in answer to his mentor's urgent summons.
• ‘Delano?’ frowned Schwartz enquiringly as he entered, his wingmen waiting outside. As always, Schwartz was dressed well, looking sharp in a crisp dress shirt, blazer, and a tailored pair of dress pants, in coordinating neutral colours—white and navy.
• Lucien Delano turned to look at his dapper friend and smiled slightly. Lucien himself was a fit two hundred pounds plus, his greying hair and windowpane oxford shirt and chinos along with his sports coat and leather loafers, making him look classy on the exterior. But anyone who looked into Lucien’s cold grey eyes would know he was dangerous, the cold grey gaze taking in everything, missing nothing.