Nico POV
Reluctantly my cousin backed down and straightened the lapels of his suit jacket, glared my way with a promise that we weren't done, then made his way down the hall.
Muscles relaxed, the tick in my jaw eased, yet my fist remained balled and the anger still simmered. "I don't trust him."
Uncle Lucas smiled. "I don't think anyone trusts rex. The key is to just always keep your eyes open whenever he's around, make sure that what's yours is protected at all times."
I narrowed my eyes staring at him with confusion. "Like what?"
Uncle Lucas shrugged. "Like whatever you deem as yours."
"Which in this case is?"
He feigned a look of ignorance. "I have no idea. But I'm sure you do."
Shifting from one leg to the other, feeling agitated and annoyed, bordering on losing my shit after the whirlwind of fuck-ups this night has conjured so far, I rubbed the back of my neck rather than punching my fist into the damn wall.
