"What have you found?"
Mason asked Stan who was behind his desk looking at his laptop screen. Mason was standing beside the window in Stan's office overlooking the city.
Both Trevor and Jason were seated on a couch in Stan's office nursing a bottle of whiskey. Mason wasn't drinking, he decided he's had enough alcohol in the past few days to last him a lifetime.
Stan had informed them that he uncovered something about Mason's case and that's why they all came down.
Mason appreciated it that Trevor and his Brother Jason were being of support, even if he had told them several times, that he could handle things himself. But they insist on being involved.
"I got talking with Ben Franklin's hitman, the one who had been following your wife," Stan said looking up from the screen of his laptop.
"I'm sure this talk involved much more than chit-chat?" Trevor asked eying Stan's bruised knuckles.
"You already know," Stan said with a shrug.
