Durrant nodded, and Othello walked out of the coffee shop with Tallen next to him.
"Boss, are you sure the doc won't be mad about the information we gave to Durrant?"
"He gave up his chance to be mad at me. He told me he didn't want to know what his father was up to, and I stuck to my word."
Othello didn't know when the information on Ellington Sr. would be revealed to the public. Still, it would damage not only his career as a doctor and politician but also his family.
"Tallen, from now on, I want you to look out for Des when I'm not around," he said, getting in his car.
"Okay, boss." Tallen got in the driver's seat and drove them to the office, where Iago was already working hard.
"What are you doing here?" Iago asked.
"I feel like you ask me that every time you see me," Othello told him.
Iago chuckled. "Don't take it to heart. It's that lately you're either working or taking time off."
"Hey, I only took two days off, not a whole year."
Iago nodded.
"Alright, what's on today's agenda?"
They walked and talked about what they had to do for the day. A few construction projects were currently in the works, and a few were finishing up.
"The Kurohue-gumi clan canceled the meeting," Iago said.
Othello stopped walking and looked at his brother. "Why?"
Iago shrugged his shoulders.
Othello furrowed his brows. He had been looking forward to making a deal with Takashi Kurohue, the leader of the Kurohue clan. Othello wanted to expand their operation to Japan. He’d rather not work with Kurohue, but Alessandro's close friend had convinced him that Kurohue would be good to work with. Othello couldn’t put his finger on it, but something about Kurohue rubbed him the wrong way.
"I hope they aren't going to be working with someone else?"
"I don't know," Iago said.
Now that Othello thought about this, it was the third time he was supposed to meet with another boss to discuss business cooperation, only to later find out they went and made a deal with Greco and Ricci. Someone was fucking with his bag, and Othello didn't like it one bit.
Fuck, how did it take me this long to realize the traitor was working with them? When I find the rat, I'm going to kill them with my bare hands.
"What are you thinking?" Iago asked him.
Othello looked at his brother. "Find out why they canceled."
"I'm already on it, but what will you do in the meantime?"
"Nothing," he said, not sure why he was lying to a man he trusted with his life. Right now, he wasn't sure if he could trust anyone until he found out who the Judas was in the clan. "I'm going to let you handle this."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course." Othello smiled. "Alright, I'm going to get some work done."
Before he could enter his office, Iago stopped him and stared at his face. "There's something different about you. Two days ago, you were all grumbly and ready to cut my head off, and today, you seem easygoing. What did you do those two days off?"
"I relaxed," Othello said. "Something you should think about doing?"
Iago went to say something but was stopped by his ringing cell phone. "I have to take this," he said, looking at the screen.
