The Hidden Tycoon

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habits born of their personalities. Rayden is the quiet thinker who always kept

ment at 7:00 AM for school and return at 4:00 PM to help Georgia packag

pulled down over his left wrist, and Hayden k

afternoon when Lu

owntown café. Lucian was in the backroom, re-hinging an old w

g a paper towel soaked in cold water against Rayden's swollen lip. Rayd

ed, his voice low and calm

wet towel behind his back. "Nothin

olding a guard," Lucian said smoothly. He walked over, grabbed a cle

floor, his jaw tight with shame. "Some kids from the prep school down the

raw anger. "They said Georgie works like a dog just so we can wear ha

es were corporate raiders and hostile takeover suits; on the

ght back?"

were three of them, and Carter takes M

ssing his arms. He looked at the two fourteen-year-olds-tired, proud

your future," Lucian said quietly. "If she sees those bruises,

ely quiet. The guilt i

en't going to let them break her heart. And we a

ically. "What are you gonna

smile touching his lips. "I'm goin

torage room at the back of the bak

s thought "Luke" was just giving them basic street-brawling advice. They had no idea they were receiving instruction from a man who h

-flying kicks. He taught them brutal

diator hissed in the background. He tapped Hayden's rear foot with his boot. "If your

djusting his stance, his fis

ace to push you, don't back up. That's what they expect. You step in. Slip the j

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nvas bag twice. The sound

his knees. If he drops his left guard wh

s, Lucian worked with the boys. He taught them how to break wrist grips, how to use

Friday evening, handing them both cold bottles of water. "When you know w

ame three

s up from the cellar when he saw Rayden

le difference in how they walked-their shoulders were back, their heads held hi

setting down a tray of fresh cinnamo

. He glanced past her, catching Lucian's eye near the

pstairs to check on their grandmother,

asked quietly, leaning

tly. "Carter tried it again by the bus st

nd

yes. "Carter lunged, I checked his lead leg, and Hayden put a sharp jab right into h

ian asked, inspecting both of t

an with absolute respect. "They backed

boys on their shoulders. "Good. You protected yourselves

een, and then powered the cheap phone completely off

le hum of the purged radiator and the distant, rhythmic thrum of the bakery ovens warming up in the main kitchen next

as official

, his eyes searching Lucian's face. "You don't fight like a guy off t

e spent ten years in places where you either learn to

rs, the sound of Georgia's soft f

rage room, watching Rayden and Hayden run upsta

hought, turning off

yal, and his deadline was slowly ticking away. He was falling deepe