“PAUL, COME HERE,” VICTOR says as Paul idles with a drink in his general vicinity, watching Carly experimentally pinch Alex in various places to see how easily he does or does not bruise.
As much as he’s not in the mood for another unsettling conversation with Victor, Paul is happy to go. As a former colleague and potential source of work at a time of significant upheaval, most people here are being weird around him in a way he doesn’t yet know how to navigate. For all the challenge of his presence, Victor is a known quantity and something of a refuge.
Victor shoos away the people he’s been talking to at his approach. Paul fistbumps with Liam before he takes a seat on the edge of the lounger he’s spread out on.
“We need to look at our teams and make some moves,” Victor says without prea
