"Why has Leo called us here?" Dean asked as he entered the lounge, the secluded spot where only the three of them used to gather.
"No clue, man," Ross replied, handing Dean a glass of whiskey. "But I have a feeling it’s about the attack on Vivian yesterday." Ross took a sip from his own glass, grimacing slightly. "This is strong," he remarked, his voice tinged with both appreciation and caution.
They were both enjoying the whiskey when Leone finally entered the lounge.
"Leo!" Ross called out, waving enthusiastically. Dean turned around, raising his glass in greeting.
Leone slumped onto the sofa, rubbing his hand across his forehead. He took a moment to collect himself before lowering his hand and glancing at Dean.
"Thank you for giving Vivian judo training," Leone said with genuine ap
