His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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It took less than five minutes for the bodyguard to return. He stood at the door, not entering, but gesturing for someone to come in. “Mister Rabb, please.”

Kase walked in.

“George, what’s this all about?”

Kase swaggered into the office, plopped down across from George, and Jabbed a finger toward Alexander scornfully. “I asked for a one–on–one. Why’s this guy here?! I want an answer!”

He was so full of himself, thinking he was the big shot.

George waved a hand, signaling Kase to chill, and explained with a grin. “He’s one of the crew.

You can trust him. Whatever you say here stays here.”

One of the crew?

Kase gave Alexander a quick once–over, found nothing off, and turned back to George, pointing a

finger. “Here’s the deal–recruitment.

“The boss says if you’re in, he’s got a golden ticket for you. You could be a big shot in Zabaleta, Ol Mare, up North–anywhere but playing second fiddle to Alexander!

“And if you’re up to snuff, you could be the top dog, the Redwine family’s number one Envoy.

Whatever Alexander’s paying you, the boss will double it!”

steal him

a death wish,

but kept his composure. He shot Alexander a look

‘help me out

hook with his pinky. His lips twitched

clear:

boss also

the silent communication between Alexander and

puffed out in self–importance. “Soon, my Redwine family will make a bold move and take over all of

of Ol‘ Mare without the crown. Without Alexander, you call the shots.

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it’s time, just pull together some muscle from Ol‘ Mare to back the Redwine family.

family actually

sides to the Redwine

sitting beside him was. Others

knew the truth.

was the stuff of legends, the Chesire family’s famous son–in–law, the

New Chesire Group. In truth, however, he was

Lord Kane. He was a titan on equal footing with the

strongest man alive!

the Redwine family? Only if he had lost his mind

the head. Even a fool knew better than to make that mistake!

done talking?”

time on this bit player. He casually pointed toward the office door and said nonchalantly, “There’s an old rule of war–don’t

lucky. Now,