The tall man stood firing his gun at the human-shaped target while his two older brothers watched their youngest sibling from the sofa, each holding a glass of whiskey.
"He's probably upset that Mom came without telling him first," Jocho said, sipping his whiskey slowly.
"Upset about Mom coming without notice, or about Mom finding out he's hiding a woman?" Black added with a smirk, shaking his head slightly.
Joshua fired at the target until the magazine was empty. He placed the gun on the table in front of him, then walked over and sat down next to Black. He leaned forward to pour himself a drink from the bottle, settled back against the sofa, and took a sip.
"So, are you hiding a woman like Mom said?" Jocho asked his younger brother.
"Not hiding her from Mom, but from Marcus."
"Why
