Truth Out Of Darkness
Chapter 12
Brady was deep in thought, wondering how to salvage the evening, when a man approached him.
"Well, you appear to have lost your date."
Brady looked up. "Hello, Grandfather."
Victor asked, "May I sit down?"
Brady motioned to Chloe's now vacant seat. He had noticed earlier that Phillip and Victor were seated at a table in the corner. He didn't mention it to Chloe for fear of making her uncomfortable. Her back had been to them, so she had not noticed their presence. Phillip had glared daggers at them the entire evening.
Victor looked at Brady. "I noticed what occurred on the dance floor just now, and I must say Chloe certainly moves fast. She only just this afternoon broke Phillip's heart, and now she is out with you."
Brady swallowed his anger. This was, after all, his grandfather, the only connection he had to his mother, Isabella, who died shortly after Brady was born. "Actually, it's the other way around. I invited Chloe out this evening."
Victor's gaze hardened. "I will only say this once. I do not want you seeing that…. Girl. If you insist on defying me, you will regret it."
Brady snorted. "Save your threats for someone who's impressed by them, like Phillip. He's a child, he has to do what you say. I am a grown man. I will do as I please."
Victor sighed. It was as he had expected. Brady was so damn stubborn. It was actually a trait Victor secretly admired in his grandson. It reminded him of his precious Isabella. "Well, I warned you. So, how are things moving at Basic Black?" he asked to be polite, and also to gain some information on his rival company.
They made small talk for a few minutes, until Brady realized that Chloe had been gone for some time. He glanced over at Victor's table and noted that Phillip was gone. An alarm went off in the back of his head. Without a word to Victor, he got up and headed toward the restrooms. He had the growing feeling that Chloe was in danger. He rounded the last corner and froze.
Chapter 12
Brady was deep in thought, wondering how to salvage the evening, when a man approached him.
"Well, you appear to have lost your date."
Brady looked up. "Hello, Grandfather."
Victor asked, "May I sit down?"
Brady motioned to Chloe's now vacant seat. He had noticed earlier that Phillip and Victor were seated at a table in the corner. He didn't mention it to Chloe for fear of making her uncomfortable. Her back had been to them, so she had not noticed their presence. Phillip had glared daggers at them the entire evening.
Victor looked at Brady. "I noticed what occurred on the dance floor just now, and I must say Chloe certainly moves fast. She only just this afternoon broke Phillip's heart, and now she is out with you."
Brady swallowed his anger. This was, after all, his grandfather, the only connection he had to his mother, Isabella, who died shortly after Brady was born. "Actually, it's the other way around. I invited Chloe out this evening."
Victor's gaze hardened. "I will only say this once. I do not want you seeing that…. Girl. If you insist on defying me, you will regret it."
Brady snorted. "Save your threats for someone who's impressed by them, like Phillip. He's a child, he has to do what you say. I am a grown man. I will do as I please."
Victor sighed. It was as he had expected. Brady was so damn stubborn. It was actually a trait Victor secretly admired in his grandson. It reminded him of his precious Isabella. "Well, I warned you. So, how are things moving at Basic Black?" he asked to be polite, and also to gain some information on his rival company.
They made small talk for a few minutes, until Brady realized that Chloe had been gone for some time. He glanced over at Victor's table and noted that Phillip was gone. An alarm went off in the back of his head. Without a word to Victor, he got up and headed toward the restrooms. He had the growing feeling that Chloe was in danger. He rounded the last corner and froze.