Third POV
John followed the long line of Massimo's cars as he entered the Stark mansion.
He was tired and nervous, and all he wanted was to get a good night's sleep, so he just waved at them and went straight to the cottage.
He parked his jeep and looked at the new message on his phone.
"I want to talk with you, tomorrow. Join us for breakfast"
John sighed, at Massimo's terrible stubbornness. Couldn't he let things slide without asking questions, for just this one time?
"I'll be there" - he replied, knowing that there was no way he could avoid him.
John got out of the car and took a deep breath. The brisk air of the night somehow helped him to calm his nerves. The utter silence and peace of the gardens, and the soft light coming from the mansion made him feel home. He liked li
