Chapter 126: Afraid of a little colour, Andy?
"So, let me just make this clear, you don’t care if we know, you just don’t want to know?" Mr. Beckett asked, and Andrew nodded.
"Oh, and I’d appreciate it if once you did know you didn’t give me pitying looks every once in a while." Andrew told them and that seemed to horrify them all.
"What on earth do you take us for? Have you seen us do that? Max, have you done that to anyone before?" Mrs. Beckett demanded and Maxwell shook his head.
"I’m a little hurt. We don’t hide those feelings. We’re very upfront with them. You know that, Andrew." Maxwell did genuinely seem a little upset at Andrew’s words and Andrew felt his body relax. It was hard for him to discuss this topic.
Even harder with people like Maxwell’s family who were so heavily connected in a world he didn’t understand. It made him nervous. Anxious. He knew information held power, and he just worried about what kind of trouble his information could get them into.
"Yeah, I just...I’m worried, you know? I have no idea what he’s capable of. I just know he’s a bad guy." Andrew told them and there was a long pause before Mr. Beckett started laughing.
"Andy, has Max told you who my Father is?" Andrew glanced at Maxwell before looking back at Mr. Beckett.
"Well, he explained a bit that your Father is involved in...the gang world." Andrew said carefully and Mr. Beckett smiled.
"He’s fucking awful, Andy. A really bad dude, in a classic way. Wanted me to marry a mob princess to continue the family line. Was pissed that I wanted to marry Luis. Beat me till I almost died the day I defied him and told him I wasn’t going to marry who he wanted me to. If my Mom hadn’t stepped in, I probably would have died. He didn’t care about us as people, only as beings who could continue the work." Andrew was horrified with each word out of his mouth. Mr. Beckett shook his head, laughing.