Chapter 4 Harry

"Shit what the fuck is he doing here?" as he looked outside the window. He then looked down at the text and he looked back out and saw Lachlan waving at him. He turned white as a ghost. His skanks he was having lunch with looked at each other and back at him.

"What's got you sweating bullets Harry?" Duey asked with a smirk.

"Yeah, it's not like we got a gun to your head asking for the money or anything, we good on that, but boss wants more." Huey said.

Harry looked at them got up and left without a word. They got up and followed him outside. "Follow him and don't loose him." Duey told Huey.

He just rolled his eyes "Why do I always have to do the dirty work, why can't you do it for once?" he asked Duey with a whinny voice.

"I am calling boss and letting him know what is going on. Just do it and don't get caught or do anything stupid got it?"

"Sure Due, got it." Hu got into his car and followed Harry to his place of work and tried to go into the building but it is heavy guarded.

"Yeah boss, Harry left without a word. Saw a Mackley, not sure which one, I don't know he was across the street. Put Hue on his tail. Yeah, ok will do talk later."

"Hue get your ass back here pronto!"

"What is it, Due?"

"Just get back here and we'll talk."

Lachlan texted Harry to meet him at the office ASAP, and added that he was watching every move he is making right now. Harry swallowed hard and looked out the window and saw him waving from across the street then disappeared. Harry excused himself and hurried back to the office where he was confronted with all five brothers. He was sweating but did not let the boys know this. He was human so he had no clue that they could hear his heart race and smell his fear on him.

Harry thought he could take off running but he did not know how he would do that as he was not in complete tip top shape like the brothers were. They just stood there and watched him wondering what he was planning on doing so they slowly started to move around him trying to block him so that he could not run off.

Harry was looking to his left and right then he turned around to his back looking for an opening to run. They knew what he was going to do his eyes were like a feral cat ready to pounce and attack their enemy so they closed their circle in little bits at a time. Harry looked over his right shoulder and made a run for it in the opposite direction but Mathe saw what he was doing, making a distraction.

Mathe saw his body stance as he looked over his other shoulder and he started to take off throwing the others off their game. But Mathe got to it and went right after him knocking him down after trying to outrun the brothers. Harry should have realized by their toned bodies and agility he would never gotten away with running.

Dahman saw his brother run after him and took after him helping his brother out catching a thief. They tackled him to the ground picking him up by his shirt collar and jacket hauling him back to the group with his head hanging down to the ground. He knew he was caught in a bad way and he knew they new he stole all that money but he hid it so well they had to put the pieces together before all of this would be over. Harry new it would take a long time and that was something he banked on, time on his hands, time to make his escape plans, time to change his name and escape the mob boss in Italy and all his goons.

The brothers put Harry in the middle of them and flanked him all around walking him back to their limo. It was nothing new for Harry to ride in one as he took advantage of it everyday since the first day he started working for the company.

Harry was remembering that the only person he knew in the beginning of his career was Champ but only heard of the brothers by name never had meeting them, nor did he care to meet them until one day Evander and Lachlan had come to the accounting department needing some accounts set up for upcoming projects.

Lizz happily obliged the brothers but also put Harry and several others in charge to monitor the accounts for all the brothers. That is when Harry had met those two brothers. Few days later he had met the rest of them when the other brothers were wanting to deposit monies into those accounts to start building up the funds.

The brothers placed Harry in the most uncomfortable chair they could find and just stared him down with a camera rolling, pads of paper, pens, water for the brothers. Harry did not know what to think now since he never paid any mind how large the men were built. He watched every move they made and could see their muscles moving beneath the shirts they were wearing. He was a tad scared now.

"You wanted to see me Lachlan?" Harry asked.

"Yes, Harry we all did. It seems that there is $3 million dollars missing from our account on the new children's project. Mind telling us where this went?" Conall said.

"I do not know what you are talking about." Harry said looking down at his shaking hands.

The brothers took in his appearance and his demeanor, noticed he was acting apprehensive. They new he was lying and he new he'd been caught. He wasn't sure how he was going to get out of this situation without getting fired or killed.

Harry tried hard to control his demeanor and shaking hands not letting the brothers know he was afraid of them. He sat there for a while sweating bullets down his back, under arms, across his forehead and other places. He should be since he just tried to outrun two of them and failed.

"We know you took at least three million Harry, we have proof of that, so would you like to tell us how you did that exactly? Or do we need to take you..."

"Lachlan you cannot threaten him like that, cameras are rolling." Evander has to remind his brother.

He growls loudly and Harry shakes in his shoes never hearing a growl as threatening like that. He swears that their eyes all changed colors and was in total shock. He was hoping that he would never hear that gutterel sound again. But he did not know what his future held for him down the road.

"Again, tell us where what did you do with the three million dollars?"

"I do not know what you are talking about, really I do not know."

"Liar! You are lying and we know you are lying."

They walk out for a bit so that everyone can simmer down, but Evander wanted to go back in and he told the others to go and watch through the two way window.

Meanwhile the skanky blokes got a phone call from the 'boss' who resides in Italy.

Giving them orders to eliminate the brothers so that he can move in and take over their business.

"Boss said he wants Mackleys' gone and take control of all their business at whatever costs."

"What? How the hell does he expect us to do that?" Du smacked Hu upside the head (not the smartest skank on the streets) told him a sure fire plan that would work.

Harry was now getting very ancy in his chair and his ass was going numb. But Evander kept asking him questions after questions pissing Harry off. He could feel his phone going off, thanking God it was on silent.

Harry wanted to leave but knew he was in this for long hall and wold not get out of this. He received a text from one of the skanks.

"Meet tomorrow noon at Eataly NYC Flatiron. We need to talk and leave your bosses at work." Du wrote with as much disgust as he could in his text possible.

Harry could not text back just yet but would once he had a clean break from the guys.

Harry could not text back just yet but would once he had a clean break from the guys. He had to find a way to leave, make an excuse or something. Just so that he text back.

"Are we done here yet guys? I am tired and want to get some sleep and start fresh tomorrow." Harry told the brothers through gritted teeth.

"Why, you got some place more important than speaking with us Harry?" Lachlan asked through gritted teach knowing good well he did not want to be there any more than him.

"Nope, popping the 'p' just tired of the flight and time change is all. So I bid you all a good night and do not call me again," as Harry looked seethingly at Lachlan sitting in front of him.

Once he left them high and dry he looked around to make sure Lachlan or any of the others were not following him, and texted the skanks said he'd be there tomorrow at noon.

Champ got the ping, sent out text to the brothers and started to trace the number that Harry just sent a text too. Champ was hoping that number was not to a burner phone which would be a big break in their case.