Chapter 62

"Mr Rogers," Devlin greeted, confirming that they did indeed know each other.

Faith wondered how he could have come to know such a person.

Devlin stood and stretched his hand out for a handshake. Mr Rogers obliged him then entered their booth without invitation and sat next to Devlin.

His men flanked both sides of the booth immediately. Faith squirmed. She felt trapped. She wished Casiuss was here with them but then again, she wasn't sure how she felt about him having to face down these two men alone.

"How long has it been? Four? Five years?" He said casually, crossing his legs and steepling his fingers together.

"About that, sir," Devlin answered. His voice was more solemn than she'd ever heard it.

"I'm surprised to see you're still alive."

Faith frowned. What was that supposed to mean? Devlin was supposed to be dead? She didn't have to wonder long.

He added, "You were so determined to get yourself killed at that time."

"Times changed," Devlin muttered.

"Did they?" The man said, lo