"What would you like to do now Sir."
"Sit and watch!"came his Boss's simple response.
Fred said nothing. In the corner of his eyes, he could see a muscle jerk in Marcus' jaw. He was frowning and his eyes narrowed dangerously. He could take a guess at what went through his head.He knew it was a turmoil of emotions—Jealousy. Rage. Frustration? Fred didn't know which.
Rage, may be—and Frodd was his trigger. Fred had worked for Marcus long enough to know Foddstar was BlueBird toughest rival in Baltimore. When Frodd had taken his strategies higher than his rivals in NewYork, he just knew Frodd wasn't joking. He was battle ready, obsessed with one intention—To Drown BlueBird.
And Ava was part of his plan.
Fred sighed. In another moment, he knew Marcus would'nt be able to think clearly through the yellow haze of his rising jealousy. Frodd was a threat to BlueBird and his burning desire to be with Ava, made it worse.
An enemy, capable to own two of his life's core element.
