“He’s in the conference room,” Miriam said before I could ask where Preston was.
I entered the conference room to find an angry-faced Preston staring back at me.
“What happened?” he asked
I ran down to him the night I received that call from Jake about Eli fighting underground.
“Coven?”
“Yeah,” I answered.
“Fuck. Who knows how many people saw him that night?” Preston ran a hand through his hair as he paced.
“It’s not just that night.”
Preston stopped and turned to me.
“I’ve reviewed his previous two losses before he signed with us.”
“Don’t fucking tell me.”
I nodded. “Eli lost those fights on purpose. I’ve watched them over and over, and he could’ve won those fights.”
“He bet on them?” Preston asked.
“Someone did.”
Preston’s response was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Hope I’m not interrupting anything,” Leon said as he entered the conference room, shutting the door behind him.
“Leon,” Preston said through gritted teeth. “You called him?” He looked at me accusingly.
“Who else would’ve called me in?” Leon asked as he sauntered into the room. “It’s not like you call me these days, little brother.”
I moved in between Preston and Leon. Leon stood about six foot four with the same dark, slanted eyes that both he and Preston inherited from their Chinese mother.
Leon wore a tailored suit, looking the part of an accomplished businessman. However, the tattoo that peeked out from underneath his collar revealed that his business dealings were the type to send someone to jail if the wrong people found out about it.
“You would think you’d be grateful that I took the time to come and see you. I’m a very busy man.”
“I called you because we need some answers. Not to goad your brother,” I said.
“Don’t fucking call him that,” Preston growled.
“Calm down,” I told my best friend and business partner. “We need to know what the hell Eli is into.”
“Then we need to speak with Eli directly. Not him.” Preston pointed at his brother.
“Did you see Eli downstairs in the gym?” I asked. I knew the answer. Eli hadn’t shown up again for practice and wasn’t answering his phone.
Preston turned away from me, throwing his hands in the air.
Leon adjusted his cufflink. “Here I thought you’d be happy to see me.”
“Enough,” I growled at Leon.
Smirking, he cocked his head to the side. “You were smart to call me. I see intellect runs in your family. Your eldest brother was always excellent in school. We went to the same school. Did you know that?” Leon asked. “Though Micah was a year ahead of me.”
