Decker Looked better than he had. She didn't think he had squandered the money.
"Buying people off," he confessed. There was no need to hide it from her anymore.
"Who? And why?"
"My men. To keep them loyal."
"So, you're like Yates?" Everyone knew what kind of business Yates was involved in.
"Yes," Decker admitted.
"Yates is the deputy chief of his organization. And you?" Judging from his outfit and the way Decker dressed, Debbie was convinced he was pretty well off. His outfit was nothing special at first glance.
Leather jacket. Tailored jeans. Nice Henley. But Debbie could tell these were all designer clothes. His shoes alone cost $400. "You don't wanna know," Decker protested. He was afraid that the truth would scare
her.
"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't. Fine. If you don't want to tell me, then don't. But don't expect any help from me." Debbie resolved to find out the truth about her brother once and for all.
"If you lie to my wife, don't ever tell people I'm your brother-in-law," Carlos suddenly cut in.
Once, during a gang war, Yates managed to take Decker hostage. To save the lives of his men, not to mention his own, he told Yates that Carlos was his brother-in-law. Wouldn't you know it? Carlos' name worked
Like a charm. Yates let them go. After that, he dropped Carlos' name every time he was in trouble.
And Carlos lied for Decker every time someone expressed a bit of doubt.
On top of that, Carlos would also tell whoever wanted to know that he had Decker's back, so they'd better respect him. Over time, Decker managed to work his way up.
At first, it was grudging respect, and then it was true Loyalty based on how much the man brought to the table. His men became fairly wealthy thanks to Decker's acumen. He became one of the most influential people in the underworld.
When he heard what Carlos said, his expression turned gloomy. He didn't have the heart to get angry at Debbie. But he was sure willing to mock Carlos.
"You keep referring to Debbie as your wife, but last time I checked, you weren't married."
Debbie tried so hard to stifle her laughter she was actually trembling.
Carlos didn't get mad. He squeezed Debbie's hand and retorted, "At least I have a woman. You, on the other hand... But don't worry. She might not be born yet. Or is she still in school? Maybe you should hang out near a school. You'll find yourself a nice girl that way."
Carlos' mockery angered Decker. If he could, he would find another man for Debbie. He believed that any other man would show him more respect than Carlos had.
Debbie tugged on Carlos' sleeve and reminded him.
"My brother has a girlfriend."
"When did I..." Decker suddenly stopped mid-sentence recalling that he had once brought a woman with him when he went to see Debbie.
"Oh, she's not my girlfriend. Just a cover," he explained.
Debbie rolled her eyes at him and scoffed, "This is my brother who has been lying to me."