*Brielle’s POV*
Truly, I am a miracle worker. There can be no denying it. Sure, I was sitting here with a complete slime ball of a human being, but I did manage to get him there and he was actively trying to have a conversation with me.
Felix Quinto was the youngest of the Quinto boys. Though the Quintos do not have a particularly large family, the family they have was tight knit. There is little doubt in my mind that all of the Quinto boys and the one Quinto daughter were all in league with working in the family business.
When I initially called, I had a conversation with the eldest, Michael Quinto, who was a very well spoken young man. I knew he was older than me, but other than that I did not know much about him. Much to Jonathan’s dismay, Michael and I spoke on the phone for about two hours setting up this lunch for us to discuss possible business engagements. This needed to be a business meeting to lull him into a false sense of security.