Sebastian House

[Hayden]

Hayden shook his head. He would never win with his brother. "I have plenty of jobs. Just none you approve of."

Ethan frowned. "What are you doing here Hayden? You have no business here in Moscow. Father won't like this."

Hayden shrugged. "He already knows. I'm working with Zef watching an Atharim mark, so I'm doing my job."

"Buying booze doesn't sound like an Atharim job."

"Not that I need to explain it to you, but it is when he takes up residence two doors down, works another three."

Ethan rolled his eyes. "Why are you here?"

"Just wanted to let you know I was here and that I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

"I don't need your help here."

"Not here to help you. Not here for you at all. You are just an annoying footnote in my biography."

Ethan hated to be down talked and he slammed his feet on the ground and almost his glass, but the fine crystal he drank from and this was his bar. Ethan growled. "Just stay out of my way." Ethan stormed away grumbling under his breath.

Hayden tipped is hand for another drink after downing the one he had. "Better than I expected."