He drove inside the white huge gates, there were no guards around, he knew they were here but hidden quite well, just like Ryan had told him.He stopped the car inside the compound, thank God the gates had automatic locks, he knew Liam put it there.Inside the compound was much better looking than outside.It looked like a typical New York family house, only the owner had nothing typical about him.The place looked homey even from outside.Spade turned to look at Nate, since their little talk a while back, the young man had totally ignored his existence.He was still looking out of the car, Spade was about to say something when Nate took off his seatbelt and stepped out of the car first He knew he didn't have a right even be angry about anything that was happening, he barely even knew the man that died but he couldn't help his burst of emotions.And it was best to keep quite now, because he didn't want to say something that will piss Spade off.So far they'd been doing good, he didn'
"Mrs... Judy, you're saying you didn't know of anyone who would want your husband dead, maybe someone from work"? Spade repeated the question again as he watched her, she was suddenly acting nervous and suspicious, her eyes moved quizzically at both men, he knew she was hiding somethingShe looked at both of them, still rocking her child who was still playing and blabbing stuff"Look, I already told you, Liam doesn't talk about work at home, and I already told the cops everything I know, he didn't have any enemies I knew of" she rushed outSpade let out a deep breath, turning to look at Nate, who's face wasn't giving away anything."Alright"She nodded, the child in her hands started crying, making her get up and bounce him up and down in her arms, trying to stop him from crying"What's his name"? Nate asked, making Spade to turn to him, the woman also looked at him"David" she whispered with a small smile, the child was already playing again."Liam's funeral is tomorrow" she muttered
The weekend had slowly gone by like a snail, giving Spade more than enough time to think about what he was doing, but it did nothing to help the conflict inside of him.He hadn't spoken to or called Nate since Friday night, he hadn't even asked Matteo about him.Even though Matteo was also very busy, with Liam's funeral and other things.He didn't even get enough sleep the whole weekend, he spent most of his time at the club, and as early as possible he had left the house and found himself at the office again, he rarely ever came down to work early, so you can imagine the shock on his PA's face when he showed up 7am.It was like he was running away, but from what? He didn't know.He just didn't wanna sit home and wait, or do nothing and he couldn't go to the club, it was too early, the workers there would probably be cleaning up, and the only other place he could go to was the warehouse but it was also too early to be going to the warehouse, unless he had business to do there and he d
His face was calm but inside he was boiling, hyperventilating and losing his mind, he wasn't reacting in the way someone would expect and that alone was a bad sign.Matteo knew well enough that under that cool and calm face he had on, he was a ball of angry mess inside and like a ticking time bomb, he would explode just any minute from now."What's his name"? Spade asked, very cold and dangerous"Who"? Matteo was the one to speak up, because even Bernie couldn't talk at a time like this, Matteo was the only one that was used to Spade being like this, and it didn't freak him out."Liam's Uncle" he gritted out, feeling his sanity leave him as each second drew him closer to exploding, his day didn't pan out the way he'd expected"Frederick" Matteo muttered, Spade just hummed not saying anything as he scratched his beards for the millionth time standing there"Boss" Bernie spoke gingerly, looking wearily at Spade as he was thinking of how to word what he was about to say, he didn't want t
Parking his car in front of the police station, looking out the car he could see the many police cars parked out, the streets were still as busy as always, with people going up and down, the scorching sun making some to hold umbrellas while others just walked under the sun regardless.He hated coming here, but this visit was long over due, he was supposed to have been here since last week but he kept postponing it and shifting the inevitable, not because he didn't want to but because he was trying to stall, so he could have more time with Nate.But now he didn't really have time, even if he wanted to, he had a lot on his plate to have to add the burden of caring about someone.He finally opened the car and stepped out, his eyes looking the building from top to bottom.His experience with the police has never been a pleasant one, hence why he hates them so much.It always left a sour memory in the back of his mind, making him remember a time he didn't want to remember.He sighed out, s
Maybe the voice was right Maybe that was all he was good for, being a puppet, a chew toy that could be discarded off anytime.He was beginning to think there was a connection between himself and Spade but he was wrong.The man was only around for as long as he proved useful, but the question was what exactly was he useful for, he hadn't even done anything for Spade, if it were to be considered, Spade was the one that had done something for him.It was making his head ache the more he thought about it.He'd seen Spade's car parked outside yesterday and today but when he asked Matteo, the blonde had told him Spade had gone out to settle some business.He'd asked the blonde if Spade was avoiding him but Matteo assured him that Spade was just very busy with a lot of things, things Matteo couldn't tell him, Spade was in a better position to explain it to him.He didn't even know why he was bothering himself about whether Spade was infact avoiding him or not, it's not like they had a thing
"I didn't say you could leave" Spade's voice stopped Nate dead in his tracks, he let out a deep sigh before he slowly turned around, Spade had moved closer to him, standing just a few feet away from him."I didn't think you want me here, seeing as you told everyone to tell me that you weren't in" Nate almost spat out, but he still had to play it smooth and calm, Spade just looked at him blankly, blinking his eyes slowly as he watched every word pour out of his mouth.Spade's silence only made Nate feel like he had to speak up, at least he deserved that much privilege, and if he walked out of here without telling Spade what was on his mind, he might never get a chance again."I don't think you know the true meaning of calling someone your friend, but I'm pretty sure it doesn't involve ghosting them, and avoiding them without giving them a reason" Nate rushed out, all in one breath, Spade still didn't react.With his hands still in his pocket, his face blank and his expression bored as
After dropping Nate off at home from work, Spade made his way to his own apartment to get ready for his dinner with Nate.He was feeling the sweet excitement of it deep inside his bone.He didn't think he could miss anything or anyone they way he'd missed Nate the past few days he had avoided Nate.He thought it'll help him, maybe stop the way he was feeling for the young man but it didn't.He walked up his door and when he tried to open his door, it was already open, making him to reach out for his gun behind his back, he pulled it out and slowly pushed the door open, it creaked a little before he stepped inside the house.The light was on, and he remembered turning it off before he left.He walked inside the house, there was no one in the living room, but his eyes darted through the living room, from the kitchen door to the bedroom corridor, he then stopped his eyes on the couch, seeing a suit jacket draped on the couch, he recognized it and immediately relaxed, shutting his eyes an