***** The loft was an apartment in the middle of the city. It had a great view from the top of the sixteen-story building and it was decorated really nicely. It didn't look like anyone actually lived in it, the couches looked brand new and there wasn't much wear to anything around the house. It was spotless though, so I assumed someone cleaned it regularly. I stayed back as Sergio fell into conversation with his mother, Clyde and his brother. It was weird; it was like they were two completely different people now. They didn't seem aggressive, threatening or menacing at all. They just seemed like men visiting family. I felt like I was intruding so I walked into the kitchen because that's where I heard frying coming from. "Kent!" I greeted, both relieved and happy to see him. "Hey, Alex

