Senator Gregory's jaws clenched so tightly at the mention of his late wife's name. His nostrils flared with every shallow breath, and a visible tremor ran through his clenched fists. He was tempted to rain hail and brimstone on Desmond, but not after hearing what the latter had to say.
"I'm listening." He said drily, containing his fury under a suppressed breath.
"Please, brother. Not over the phone." Desmond pleaded. "Someone might be listening, and Matt would kill me if he finds out that I am about to betray him."
Senator Gregory took in a deep breath to calm the raging storm swirling inside of him as he asked.
"Where are you?"
"I'm currently at a payphone, close to Central Park."
"Come down to the mansion. I'll be waiting for you in my study." Senator Gregory ended the call, his countenance explosive as he rose to his feet and stormed out of his drawing room barking Rufus's name.
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