Chapter 67
Rain frowned as she glanced back. “You mean the cab? That’s Detective Brandon. Pull over,” she told Alexander.
She hadn’t brought her mobile phone, so Brandon must have been worried when she suddenly left with Alexander. Alexander did as she said, and the cab also pulled over to the side of the road.
Rain was about to step out, but Alexander grabbed her wrist. “Stay inside and let him come to us.” She frowned as she watched him lower the window and signal Brandon to approach.
Brandon walked over, peering inside to find Rain. “Are you alright?” he asked.
Rain nodded and said, “We’ll stop at a café. Follow us, and we can have a quick coffee to discuss things p>
As they got back on the road, Rain removed her wig, letting her long auburn hair cascade down. “Seriously… Are you some kind of undercover agent?” Alexander muttered.
“I am. I’m working under GIS,” Rain replied nonchalantly.
“What?!” Alexander exclaimed in disbelief.
The Global Intelligence Service (GIS) had been pioneered by his father, who wanted Alexander to take over the agency soon. But Alexander had been reluctant, focusing on managing Lancaster Group instead. He had suggested his father hand it over to William.
’Maybe I should reconsider,’ he thought, realizing how much power and privilege William had through GIS—power that even made it difficult for Alexander to track his own brother. Tyron’s instincts had been right once again.
“You heard me. I’m a part-time undercover agent. Anyway, just pull over there. Let’s go to that café,” Rain said, pointing to a nearby establishment. Alexander drove and parked accordingly. They went inside, and Brandon followed shortly.
Rain ordered her favorite blonde vanilla latte and a caramel macchiato for Brandon.
“I’m not into dairy,” Alexander commented.
“Oh, it’s for Brandon, not you,” Rain replied.
Alexander turned to the waiter and said, “Blonde Americano for me p>
“Oh, so you don’t like too many dairy products. I love them, though,” Rain said. Brandon entered, and Rain waved at him with excitement.
“Did Larry confirm the setup? I successfully installed everything!” she asked.
“Yes, he did. And as always, you did a great job,” Brandon praised, reaching to pat Rain’s hair affectionately.
Alexander cleared his throat loudly, causing Brandon to quickly retract his hand from Rain’s hair.
“Oh, right. You two haven’t formally met yet,” Rain said, introducing them. “This is Deputy Chief Detective Brandon Russo of the Special Crime Unit p>
She then introduced Alexander.
“It’s nice to finally meet Rain’s unexpected husband,” Brandon said with a smile. Brandon extended his hand, but Rain frowned as Alexander merely stared at it, making no move to reciprocate.
“Hey,” she called out, giving Alexander a pointed look. With a sigh, he stood up from his chair and finally accepted Brandon’s handshake.
“Your grip is quite tight,” Brandon jested, quickly pulling his hand away.
’What is wrong with this man? Doesn’t he like shaking hands with others?’ Rain wondered, recalling his similar reaction when meeting Clifford.
“Sit down. I already ordered your coffee. By the way, Alexander took me away from the club, so Madame Beck won’t be surprised if I don’t return,” Rain said, trying to ease the tension.
“The problem is, she knows who Alexander is. It’s only a matter of time before she connects the dots and figures out about me,” Rain pointed out.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be raiding her club soon—probably within a day or two at the fastest. I heard you’re already in the prosecution unit handling organized crime, so you two are bound to cross paths again when you prosecute her,” Brandon said proudly.
Rain chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she rots in jail p>
Alexander cleared his throat loudly, clearly reminding them of his presence. Brandon caught the hint and said, “I should leave. I’ll just grab my coffee to go p>
As Brandon stood up to leave, Rain reached out to him. “Let’s catch up soon,” she said with a smile, her tone warm but professional.
Brandon nodded, giving her a reassuring smile before turning to Alexander. “Take care of her,” he said, his voice firm, though his eyes held a note of seriousness.
Alexander didn’t reply, just gave a curt nod, his expression unreadable. Brandon left the cafe, leaving Rain and Alexander alone once more.
Their coffee was served, and Rain ordered a slice of blueberry cheesecake. She sipped her latte, the warmth of the cup a small comfort amidst the tension. She glanced at Alexander, who was now focused on his own drink, his expression still dark and brooding.
“You know,” Rain began, trying to break the silence, “you don’t have to be so intense all the time.” Alexander looked up, his eyes locking onto hers. “You should be careful, Rain. Not everyone has your best interests at heart p>
Rain raised an eyebrow, a small smirk playing on her lips. “Is that your way of saying you care p>
Alexander’s eyes softened slightly, but his tone remained firm. “This world you’re playing in—it’s dangerous,” he pointed out. Rain leaned back in her chair, considering his words. “I know what I’m doing, Alexander. I’ve been in this world for a long time p>
He leaned forward, his gaze intense. “How long?” he asked, curiosity evident on his face.
Rain hesitated, then smiled. “It’s a long story p>
“We’ve got time,” he replied, his voice encouraging. “Besides, the coffee’s still too hot. I don’t mind listening while it cools p>
Rain nodded, feeling unexpectedly comfortable as she began to narrate. She told him about how she met Brandon, how their relationship had grown over the years, and how much she trusted him.
“Brandon is a good man,” she said with a smile. “He’s like an uncle to me—not by blood, but by the bond we’ve forged over time. Seven years might not seem like a long time to others,” Rain continued, her voice softening with emotion, “but in those years, I found a family in Brandon as well p>
Alexander’s expression softened slightly, but his curiosity wasn’t satisfied yet. “What about the other man, the one living in your apartment? How did you two meet?” he asked, his tone probing.