Tossing my keys to Garry to handle the parking, I entered the house. The first sight that greeted me was Dave sprawled out on the couch, engrossed in whatever was on TV.
He scrambled to his feet as soon as he spotted me entering. Without a word spoken, my gaze demanded an explanation for his unexpected presence. "Someone's gotta play peacemaker," he blurted out, justifying his being there.
The sound of soft footsteps approached from the kitchen, signaling Lisa's arrival. Dressed in a simple gray dress and black flip-flops, she looked like she hadn't yet called it a night, her makeup still intact. She stopped short upon seeing me, her expression turning guarded.
"I have one question for you, Damien," she stated firmly.
Ignoring her question, I made my way to the kitchen to grab a bottle
