This pleased him and he knew then he would have the advantage against his brother that he had wanted to have. Diavolo, even the mention of his name pissed him off. The man thought he could blackmail him into becoming involved in his schemes. Well, he refused. Virani had spent his time now trying to make amends for his family. They were pure evil and he wanted nothing to do with them. Diavolo is the only one who held to the thought he could somehow control him. Never. Virani was a unique shifter, a side he tried hard to hide because he was so sought after. Getting involved with the Council would only hurt him in the end. He was ready to leave his past behind and move on, if the little prick would allow him to. Now he needed to make a call and arrange for a stash house until his plans could be worked out. She wouldn't mind, he figured, if he could keep her safe as she traveled, he would be able to wash his hands of the whole mess. Briefly he thought of the men she traveled with, they would surly allow him to help them. He picked up his phone and thought, first things first. He would make the arrangements. He had already given the orders for the men she was with to be spoken to first. Then they would be taken to a secure location until they were finally brought to him. His plan was simple, help them along the way, and plead his case to them. The woman would listen and he would finally have someone in the Council he could turn to in order to get the thing he most desired. Peace from his crazy family, of course Diavolo would be pissed but he was only his half-brother anyway. It wasn’t like he actually thought of them as family, no he wanted to use him. Fucker. His men were a little rough around the edges but it was because they all had met up when they were at the lowest. In between the forces at war. They were neither good nor bad—they were what they were. Shifters who wanted to be accepted and create their little strange Pack.
