Chapter Fifteen – Deal.

Devon’s POV

I nodded at the waiter who served me before diverting my eyes to Fred, walking into the restaurant.

I covered my face with my hoodie, looking away.

Bart smiled at Fred as their eyes locked, the man smiled at him back, waving casually. Bart placed the phone, recording, on the table.

“Bart William. Manager of the BD Mafia Gang” they both shook hands. “Fred” the man said simply.

He withdraw himself, letting his back touch the seat. I noticed he felt for under the table if there was a recording device. His eyes flashed to Bart’s phone and he smirked.

“I wonder why I'm...