Synopsis: Jarrett pulls Caiden aside during the party and confesses everything to him about his cheesy eyeballs restaurant’s mob ties.
Excerpt:
Jarrett walked up behind Caiden and grabbed the shoulder of his jacket. “I need to talk to you, right now,” he said worriedly.
Caiden stood in the lounge holding his glass of soda. He side eyed Big Carl before looking back at his brother. “Yeah — sure…” he said suspiciously before following Jarrett out the door.
Once upon a time, the two of them were kids standing in this exact same yard. Caiden was the mischievous toddler running around naked while Jarrett was the older brother helping responsibly with the chores and looking after him. Now, here they were, all grown up, and everything was different. Jarrett had thought he became a responsible family man and business man, but somehow, through his trusting nature, he found himself indebted to the local mob.
Jarrett took a deep breath as he stood behind the outhouse waiting for Caiden.
“Are you hiding, bro?” Caiden said as he peeked around the corner and joined him.
Jarrett nodded his head nervously. “I am in big trouble, Caiden.”
Caiden glanced back towards the house. “Honestly, I got the sense Big Carl wasn’t here for cake,” he said before taking a sip from his glass.
“He wants my balls.”
Caiden spit his water out at Jarrett and coughed uncontrollably. “I’m sorry. What?”
“My balls. Your balls!” Jarrett said exasperated as he felt himself spiraling.
“Woah. Woah. Why does he want my balls?”
Jarrett face palmed. “You don’t understand. He doesn’t want your balls. He wants My Balls Are Your Balls.”
Caiden raised his eyebrow at Jarrett. “Can we go back a step. I’ve been pretty tired and busy with the kids. Is that your restaurant? Did you name it that?” he gritted his teeth together.
