HEIR from the STREET

CHAPTER 90

JON WOKE UP feeling like the past two days had been a dream. But he looked at the foot of his and saw the crimped suit that he had worn at the funeral yesterday. He sighed, swallowing back the lump he suddenly felt at the base of his throat.

He rolled out of bed and sat, hanging his head between his hands. He had not known just how his real father, Stefan had grown on him. The stranger that had picked him and his friends up from a gunfight had suddenly become someone that he could lean on. He sighed and stood up, drank a cup of water on his bed stand before heading to the bathroom to prepare his bath.

He had only finished brushing his teeth when he heard the sound of a car pulling up downstairs then he remembered that Vincent and Jeffrey were heading back to New York that morning and he had something to ask Vincent. He had originally forgotten about it but since the talk with his friends the previous night, it had come back to bug him.

He washed his face and rushed down the stairs,