Clearing the air

The balcony overlooked the downtown core proper, but also showed off how the city flowed out, like petals of a blooming flower. It was a spectacular view, especially for the conversation Andrew planned to have. The balcony was huge, flowing along the whole wall before ending at the edge of the building. 

Several lounge chairs peppered the space, with a small elaborate ashtray tucked near where Maxwell's brother was standing. He wasn't quite next to the railing, but was close enough. Andrew wondered if this was going to go over well, or if it was going to sound like an excuse. Gods, he hoped it went well.

"I am sure since you've been in this world a lot longer than I have that you can probably guess that my Father is a true alpha, and not a great man." Andrew began, glancing at Maxwell's older brother, Ben, as he inhaled from the cigarette, and exhaled slowly. He didn't look at him, and kept his gaze on the city skyline below.