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"Then you probably know more than I do." Julian rested one hand against the gate. "My dad knows him. I've heard plenty about the guy growing up, and none of it made me want to get anywhere near him."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Julian hesitated, looking at the guard standing a short distance away before lowering his voice.
"Man, it's different up there. My father had money, connections, people doing favors for him all the time. You know how he was. But even he knew there were certain people he shouldn't cross."
"And James Brooklyn was one of them?"
"Let's just say I never heard Dad speak about him the way he spoke about everyone else."
Von studied Julian for a moment. There was something unsettling about hearing him talk about his father like this.
