Chapter 53
Victor Bennett's office had always been designed to intimidate. Dark oak walls, expensive bourbon and Family portraits that painted him as an honorable businessman.
Declan wasn't impressed. Neither were the Cahallan brothers standing behind him.
Victor looked between their faces and sighed heavily before rubbing both temples.
"I don't understand why all of you decided to storm into my office without an appointment," Victor said, forcing a tired smile. "We're supposed to be friends, Declan."
Declan rested both palms on Victor's desk.
"We were brothers once," Declan answered quietly. "Don't confuse that with what we are now."
The room fell silent. Wyatt remained beside the door with a tablet tucked beneath one arm.
Boone stood like a brick wall and Axel leaned against the
