Chapter Eighty-Eight.

“I have found the person responsible for Jason’s death… Declan Kings.”

The elderly man looked up from his tablet at James, then narrowed his gaze. He pulled out his pipe and smacked his lips slightly as he placed it on the table.

“Why are you sharing this knowledge with me? I don’t care about that.” The man replied.

“I don’t care whether you care about Jason or not, but in case you don’t know, he is still your son… and still a Livingston.

Letting the killer of one of our own go Scot free doesn’t really give our name a good ring anymore.” James said and the man’s hands flew to his beard in thought.

“You said his name is Declan Kings? What do you know about him?” the old man asked and a smile crept James’s face

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Declan moved back from the bodies that were on the floor in front of him. He turned towards half a dozen men that still hadn't made a move.

“If you want to attack, I will welcome it. But I suggest that you get rid of your men’s bodies especially when they are in the middle of