The custom-built limousine cut through the traffic, silent and powerful.
"What do you think, Jonathan?" Richard Blackwood glanced at the man seated beside him. "Why the sudden invitation?"
Jonathan... his most trusted bodyguard and assistant... considered the question.
"I don't think it's anything particularly important, sir. That old man is cunning. He wants to strengthen the bond between you publicly. Prove to the other families that he's your most important supporter in the entire faction."
Richard laughed.
"Well... he is important."
He turned to watch the city blur past the tinted windows.
The Steele family. His most crucial asset. He'd become a regular visitor to their estate over the past year, grown to enjoy their company.
Or at least, certain aspects of it.
A few years ago, Richard Blackwood had been unknown to the public. Now, he was the strongest candidate for next Blackwood family head.
