Jace's eyes widened when Gavin totally ignored him and played along, agreeing with the don.
"You can leave us now, Jace." Maverick turned to the consigliere, nudging at the door for him to use it.
The shock on Jace's face at his statement was palpable. His jaw almost dropped as he looked between the don and the underboss while they waited for him to leave the study.
Seeing they were serious and he couldn't disobey Maverick's orders, Jace cleared his throat embarrassingly before he straightened the jacket he was wearing and walked out with his little self-respect intact.
When he was gone, Maverick returned his gaze to his underboss as he threw his head backwards slightly and released a sigh.
"What is your plan?" Gavin, who had not spoken since, finally asked. He relaxed himself against the long table by the centre of the room, folding his arms to hear what the don had to say.
