Security Measures [Past Para] || Zachary + Elhoim
Zachary was fighting off a headache. It had been a week. A week ago, he could have died, he could have been a coffin somewhere being mourned or better yet being put in a grave, his wife and daughter throwing flowers above a box containing his body before dirt is shoveled on top of it.
He gave a frustrated sigh, thinking of what Charley did still makes his blood boil. He gave the man all of his time and devotion yet Crane wanted him dead, all of them dead. Even his brothers who were all loyal and close friends of Charley. If it was up to him, he will go and just march down to the Crane's home and shoot a bullet on the older man's head but he knew that would be foolish and it will also make his older sister hate him forever. He was still her husband afterall.
A knock on the door of his study pulled him from his thoughts. "Come in..." He said with a stern tone. He's not really in the mood to talk to anyone but Dominic insisted they need to be more organized, create a structure. Zachary agrees wholeheartedly. To hell with Charley Crane, he's Zachary Williams and he can be great in his own right. But at the moment, he just really wanted to wallow in the anger and resentment he feels towards his brother-in-law and once dear friend.
