At Kai’s mansion,

Tony was seated in the dining table with a glass of vodka in his hands, as he read from the magazine in his hands, he thought of Becca and wondered if she was doing fine.

“She has been quiet; I hope she is not up to something?” he said in his thoughts as he closed the magazine up and made his way to Becca’s room.

He held his glass in his hands, still taking sips while he thought of Becca and at the same time, thought of Kai if he was doing well at the meeting he went ...