Chapter 297: Look Ahead
Aiden was indeed at Serafield. But Matteo and Amelia could never have guessed that for all their worry, Aiden was apparently sitting nicely in a bar, trying to chat up a lady bartender.
Matteo’s eyebrow twitched. Thankfully, Amelia had stayed home, or else Aiden might find himself with another injury. The police officer wanted to call for him, but Matteo waved him away. He would drag his brother back on his own. As he walked closer, he could hear the sound of Aiden’s voice as he gestured with his hands.
"So I went and punched him straight in the face. You would not believe the crack that echoed, it was sickening―"
"Uh uh," the bartender said, sounding remarkably unimpressed by his brother’s words. Her hands were busy cleaning the glasses. "And I’m sure the other guy cried like a baby? You told me that yesterday when you were cleaning the floor."
"He was cleaning the floor?" Matteo interrupted, puzzled.
Aiden’s head whirled around immediately when he heard the familiar voice, nearly falling out of the bar stool he was neatly perched on right before.
"What the fuck―"
Matteo placed a couple of hundred dollar bills on the bar counter before reaching for Aiden’s collar. He didn’t look at his half-brother for even a moment, keeping his eyes trained on the bartender.
"Payment for his drinks," he said. "And tip for entertaining his bullshit."
The bartender nodded, taking the cash. She counted it quickly, placing one half in her pocket and the other in a jar away from the counter.
"Thanks," she said, "I need it. His stories are awful."