Vladimir returned to the lounge to find Andrei and Hedeon already there, having a conversation.
“I'll have that, thank you.” He snatched the bottle of whiskey from Andrei's hand, and plopped on a chair.
“See what he does?” Andrei requested backup from Hedeon who didn't even crack a smile in response. “Yeah, sometimes I forget you're a robot.” He eyed him, then stood up to grab a fresh bottle for himself.
“You're mad about Isabella's presence,” Vladimir said in a matter-of-fact kind of tone.
Hedeon's beer was halfway to his lips, when he brought it down, and shifted his gaze to the boss. “I'm not mad, just confused,” he replied honestly.
“Same difference,” Vladimir shrugged. “It's expected anyway. You clearly still have feelings for her.”
“What?!” His eyes popped out.
Andrei paused h
