was a good chance that I could get into some trouble by working for them. I would just need to lay low. It was no big deal right? It wasn't as if anyone actually knew who I was so I could just stay below the radar and get the information I needed. I was almost positive that the company I was now working for was somehow hiding the MOB in the background; the company itself was just a front. They hid it well so that no one would think anything of it. They had been doing it for so many years that I wondered if they would ever be found out. Probably not. People in the MOB were usually really good at hiding things. That's what made them so terrifying. They could hide just about anything, even bodies. That was why my parents’ deaths were still unsolved cases because whoever did them in did a really good job of hiding the evidence. So what made me think that I could do better than the FBI? Well at least I was on the inside now; that was better than nothing and who knew what I could stumble upon. I wondered how much involvement there was with the FBI. Were they watching Damon and the MOB in general? I figured they must know at least something about Damon. Most of the articles I read on the internet implied that Damon's father was the head of the MOB in the L.A. area as well as the surrounding cities. That information must have come from the FBI. If they were involved with trying to bring down the MOB it didn't really seem like they were doing much about it. That made me sad as I could really use all the help that I could get. Working for the MOB now was a little overwhelming but I knew that it would all be worth it in the end. I finished drinking my glass of wine and went to my bedroom to decide what I would wear for my first day working for the MOB.
Chapter Two Damon
The morning had started out great; so far everything was going to plan. I knew that Cadence was in the building starting her first day and that alone put a smile on my face. I knew she was a good choice for the position and it was one less headache that I had to worry about. The best part was that I finally had my mother off my back about filling the position. I knew I had nothing to worry about with Cadence, especially since her credentials went through. That had been my biggest worry and now that she was working for me, I didn't have to worry about handling the money anymore. I was grateful to be done with that part of the job. I hated that no-nothing job. It was meant for an accountant after all and that wasn't me. I was a leader, and owner, the boss . That was the only job that I wanted and my father had kept me under his thumb for far too long. It was all finally mine and nothing was going to get in my way now. I looked up as Gord entered my office. He didn't look happy and I hoped that he wasn't about to ruin my good mood. He had been my father’s right-hand man for many years and I wondered how he really felt now that I was in his chair. Should I have someone that was naturally loyal to me and not just loyal because he had to be? That was something I would have to ponder later on. Now it was time for business. Gord oftentimes handled the nitty gritty of the business and if he wasn't happy then I probably wasn't going to be either. I wanted to get this over with quickly so I could get back to enjoying my day. I leaned back in my chair and said, “ Gord , what's up? Fill me in on the details.” Gord sat down across from me and said, “Well we have some problems that need your attention immediately.” He didn't smile once. “I knew you were about to ruin my good mood.” I sighed. Gord smirked. “Sorry boss, not my intention, but here you go.” Boss. I had to admit that it held a certain appeal to me when people called me boss . Call me crazy, but I kind of thought that's the way it should always have been. There was so much importance that came with a title like that. Gord handed me a piece of paper and when I looked down it appeared to