"Major, I am going to have a drink at the Blasé Bar. We're leaving tonight at eight," Lucas informed his head of security two days after his great-grandma Betty's funeral. He, just like everyone in the family, was still grieving. He asked his mom and dad about going out for a few drinks, and they understood. They allowed him to do so but reminded him to be careful and not drink beyond his capacity. He agreed. He knew they were right. And he was not really going out to drown himself in alcohol. He can have as many drinks as he wants at home. It's the ambiance he was after, so he smiled as he assured him he wouldn't be drinking a lot.
"Yes, boss." Garwood's short reply. He quickly arranged his men to be ready.
They were to keep their eyes open for whatever circumstances might happen. He
