Chapter 14

Blae POV

These are some big ass men, just like Thayer. One looks older and the other one looks younger.

"Who the hell are you and how did you get in here," Thayer says while pulling a gun from out of nowhere. Thayer and I need to have a chat about his personal life, I've been noticing things. Things like dried blood on his clothes when I wash them. At the time, I just thought it was his blood. Also, last night I saw Natalie, his PA on the news because she's gone missing.

The older of the two stood up and buttoned his suit jacket. "My name is Gunnar, and this here is Ragnar. I'm your father and this here is your brother." I gasped in shock.

"I know who you are,” Thayer said looking at Ragnar. “You've been following me for 3 days, since you looked familiar to me, I left you alone," Thayer said, lowering his gun. " I remember bits and pieces of my childhood and you were always there Ragnar," he turned to his father and said, "I don't remember you."

"That's because I rarely was around you guys, I was out working. I left you with your older brother here. I know he would have protected you plus you had bodyguards," his dad said.

"Why the hell would we need bodyguards", said Thayer.

"That my boy is a good question and why I'm here." He says looking at me.

I smile at him and wave getting ready to introduce myself. I'm happy Thayer has a brother and father and any family of his is a family of mines. Except Thayer stopped me with a "go to the room Blae."

"But Thayer I just want t..too," I stop, he makes me so nervous sometimes.

"Don't make me repeat myself." My shoulders slumped as I walked toward the room.

Thayer POV

"Why are you here now?" I saw a picture of my father when I was in middle school, my mom had it out looking at it while crying and I walked up behind her and saw it. That's when she broke down and told me she took me and ran. She asked me to please not to go looking for my father because he was an evil person and since she was so distraught I agreed. But I always wondered where my father was and what kind of man he was, or would he come looking for us. The years have been good to the old fucker, he hasn't changed a bit. Ragnar on the other hand has changed a lot. He looks evil as hell. His facial expression is one that I assume the devil would wear. Soulless gray eyes and no expression, he really shouldn't even wear a suite because he is fooling no one with the persona he's going for. He's big as hell too, wider than me but the same height and hair is shorter but still touching his collar.

"We're here to start your initiation, which should have started over two decades ago, but your mother took you and fled like a fucking thief in the night. Breaking mines and Ragnar hearts in the process, she was a great stepmother to him. I only found you when you started making a name for yourself in the financial and business world. People pay you good money to bring financial stability to their company. You even made the papers. When I saw your face in the papers, I knew it was you. You look like your mother and me when I was younger, I'm proud of you son. "

I nod, not really caring. “So what is this initiation I have to go through and why."

"Just a little test of your abilities, I can tell you don't need much training. I can see the devil in your eyes and your dark shadowy aura that you try to keep a tight leash on. You definitely have my anger and temper," he says chuckling. " No worries my boy, we're going to free it and give it free rein. "

"How," I said.

Your brother and I are arm dealers and we dabble in coke cane when the price is right. We have international connections in Norway where we're from and everything is 100% pure. We want you to organize this territory and the surrounding areas. After your training of course.”