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did nothing wrong. Like I said, the recipe has been
in my family for generations. It's mine and nothing that Jared can do can stop
that.”
    “Are you sure of that? Sounds like he is pressing charges so
it looks like you will be going to court and possibly jail.”
    The sound of that made my heart beat fast.
    “That is highly unlikely. In these situations you typically
tend to need some proof that someone has done some form of wrongdoing. Without
that you have nothing. Jared has nothing, absolutely no proof. The reason he
has no proof is because the recipe isn't his. Did it even occur to you guys to
ask him where he got the recipe in the first place? Of course not, because you
don't know how to do your jobs properly.”
    That seemed to shut a few of the reporters up, and a few of
them straggled off from the parking lot. I hope that they would never return
again.
    “I think you stole the recipe because you're afraid you're
going to be nothing but just a cook for the rest of your life.”
    “While the problem there is that I'm not just a cook. I
happened to be an exemplary chef and one of the tops in my industry. You don't get that way by being
just a cook. I'm a chef and I happened to take my art form very seriously.
Jared is a crook; Jared is the liar here, get your facts straight before you
talk to me again.”
    With that he walked back into the restaurant and I was left
there standing staring at the reporters. I was happy to see the reporters leaving;
they knew they weren't going to get anything else at that point. I didn't want
to go back into the restaurant though; there was somewhere else I had to be at
that moment.

 
    Chapter Three

 
    It was time for me to go and see my brother again. I had to
try at least one more time to talk some sense into Jared. Even though I had to
believe that Link's innocence would shine through in the end, things weren't
looking very good for him or his business. What was a going to take for people
to believe Link? I just wished that Jared would do the right thing. It seemed
to be the constant mantra that was going through my head at all times. Why
wasn't Jared doing the right thing? Why was he trying to destroy somebody's
life over a recipe? He just wasn't that type of guy and yet there I was driving
to his restaurant to once again try to convince him to be a good man. I don't
know what made him change, and I hoped he wasn't gone forever. I hoped that I
would be able to bring him back to the good side and help them to do the right
thing.
    When I pulled into his restaurant my mouth hit the floor.
The parking lot was packed and I could barely find a spot for my own car. I sat
there looking over the steering wheel out of the windshield in a daze. By the
looks of things, my brother's restaurant was suddenly booming with business…s urprise. S urprise.
He was probably sitting in there, just loving every moment of that. The sight
of all those cars parked made me want to go in there and slap Jared in the
face. His business was booming but it was a at the expense of someone else. He
didn't earn it; he took it from someone else by force. His lies, his act of
treason had certainly helped his business out more than I could imagine. I
thought that his drugs would be what ruined him, but apparently all you had to
do to rise back up to the top was to ruin another
business.
    I got out of the car, and practically ran into the
restaurant. I was angry, no more than angry; I thought I was going to kill
someone. I had never been angrier with someone in my entire life. Jared was turning
into a monster and it was like he didn't even care. I looked around the
restaurant and I didn't see him. I assumed he was either in the kitchen or in
his office. Some of the staff waved to me as I passed but I just ignored them.
I was on a mission.
    I walked back into the kitchen where Marcus was working, and
I didn't see Jared anywhere.
    “Where is he?” I demanded.
    Marcus looked up surprised, “He's in his office