Hearing the resolute tone in Hirvan's voice as he questioned him, Greg felt irritation creeping into his chest. He clenched his jaw, his hands tightening into fists at his sides. That pest, Janiyar…
He should have dealt with him properly all those years ago instead of letting him go. The mere thought of that man daring to scheme against Hirvan made Greg's blood boil.
After learning that Janiyar had hurt Hirvan by pushing him down the stairs, he had been filled with rage, itching to kill the young man. How dare he harm his light? No one had the right to make Hirvan suffer.
However, his dad had stopped him before he could act on his rage. The old man had warned him that someone from the police force had their eyes on their family, waiting for any slip-up to use as a bargaining chip to get a promotion.
A single misstep, a reckless move and it could give them a way to obtain a warrant for their family.
