46: STUMBLING ON A PLOT

Somewhere in the city, Josh stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window dressed in nothing but a white bathrobe, his hair wet, and a little steam still rising from his body as a result of the hot shower he just had.

He held a pony tumbler in his hand and slowly drank the brandy that was in it as he overlooked the city below from the 58th floor of his apartment where he lived, he was lost in his thought, things have not been particularly easy for him in the company upon Simon’s return.

Simon has begun to suppress him on every side, cutting off his funds both the legal and illegal ones and it had started to take a toll on him, if it hadn’t, would he have asked Clarisse to go to the Walkers' mansion and find any implicating information with which he could defeat Simon? He thought and sighed.

Clarisse was wasting too much time, Simon was closing in on him and he knew it, he also knew that the real reason Simon hadn’t made his final move yet was because of the family ties they shared, he