I looked at my phone for the time, making a mental note to get a watch. “I need to eat something, and then, we can sit down and discuss what I need to do,” I told him. “I’m ready to get back into shit.”

James nodded, and the three of us walked toward the dining room. “Right now, I’ve got some paperwork you can look over.” I shot him a dark look. He only grinned. “But Adrian has a job to do tonight if you want to go with him.”

“How is that fucker?” I asked, mentioning one of our good, childhood friends.

“That fucker,” Adrian spoke up from behind...