Chapter Sixty eight

Jonathan sat on his seat in his study, lost in thoughts. There was a slight knock on the door and it opened. Miles walked in with a tray.

"I brought you something to eat brother. You've been in here all afternoon. Is something bothering you? Has there been any progress?" He asked anxiously and Jonathan sighed heavily.

"It's a rather long, shocking story to tell, Miles."

"Really? Did Dean give any useful information?"

"Yes, and it's a lot."

Jonathan explained to him all that Dean had told him and his eyes widened in horror.

"Wait a minute....describe them again..."

"According to his description, the mysterious young men who gave him the suitcase filled to the brim with dollar mints were very tall and handsome. They looked very young too. They were like highly trained bodyguards." Jonathan said and Miles became suspicious.

'Highly trained bodyguards....' Miles thought, rubbing his chin.

"What did they look like exactly?"