Once A Crime Lord (Crime Lord Series Book 3) by Mia Knight

Author:Mia Knight [Knight, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-19T18:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Gavin

Two hours later Gavin stepped out of a taxi in front of a townhouse. Memories of his childhood and teenage years skipped through his mind. Gavin was dimly aware of slamming doors as his men joined him. Gavin started towards the townhouse that belonged to the Romans, one of four families that ran New York’s underworld. It had been a second home to him as a child. Before his hand touched the front gate, three men in suits and trench coats stepped onto the front steps. Gavin opened the gate and approached, even as one guard raised his hand in warning.

“Hold it right there,” the guard began.

“Mr. Pyre?” An older guard pushed the younger man aside and gave him a respectful nod. “It’s been a long time.”

“Yes, it has,” Gavin said. “Are they here?”

“They are, sir. Are they expecting you?”

“No.”

“Let me escort you.”

“Thank you.” Gavin passed the younger guard who took a step back now that he knew his identity.

Gavin stepped into the townhouse, which was warm and smelled of fresh cookies. A gleaming wooden staircase led to upper and lower floors. The townhouse was five stories tall. A grand chandelier lit the entrance hall. There was a hushed quality to the richly furnished home despite the fact that it was milling with security.

A large painting framed in gold caught his attention. Gavin walked towards it and was dimly aware of the older guard requesting that his men wait in the formal sitting room. Gavin gave his permission with an absent nod and surveyed the family portrait of the Roman family. A severe Italian-Spanish man in unrelieved black sat beside an English woman with a sunny smile and brilliant green eyes. A little girl with dark brown curls and her mother’s eyes was held possessively close on her father’s lap. Three boys stood behind their parents and sister. Roque, the oldest, looked to be in his early twenties and took after his father with broad shoulders, black hair and his mother’s eyes. The second brother, Raul, was in his late teens and had a lean figure and keen hazel eyes. The third brother, Angel, had pale blue eyes and olive toned skin.

The last time Gavin had been here was to attend Marco and Margaret Romans’ funeral. His father stayed in New York for months to console the younger children and help Roque establish himself as the new head of the Roman clan.

“This way, Mr. Pyre.”

The guard led him downstairs. Gavin glimpsed New York’s skyline from the large windows on the second floor. Guards in flawless suits were openly armed and eyed him suspiciously, but didn’t stop their progress to the basement. Two guards were posted in front of the basement door. The guard accompanying him spoke to them in a low voice. They pounded their fist three times on the door before they inclined their heads and backed away.

Hip-hop music assaulted his ears as he stepped into the basement, which had the look of a high-end club. There was a bar against one wall along with a round table for poker.

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