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!”

to steal him away

must have had a death wish, but George surely

kept his composure. He shot Alexander a

‘help me out here‘.

gave a tiny hook with his pinky.

clear:

also

to the silent communication between Alexander and George, sitting there

my Redwine family will make a bold move and

Ol‘ Mare without the crown. Without Alexander,

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just pull together some muscle from Ol‘ Mare to back the Redwine family. The boss will make sure

that what the Redwine family actually believed would

sides to the

sitting beside him was. Others

knew the truth.

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

he was the fearsome

Lord Kane. He was a titan on equal footing with the mighty Regulus Windsur,

strongest man alive!

the Redwine family? Only if he

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

done

pointed toward the office door and said nonchalantly, “There’s an old rule of war–don’t

lucky. Now,