"It's me."
"...Is it?"
"This is really bad news, but after it's over, bring him here, and I can talk to him..."
"Alright, I understand, I'll arrange for someone to go over."
Lance hung up the phone, his gaze swept across the people in the room, finally stopping on Ron.
Hiram went to sleep; his cold hadn't fully recovered, and going to bed early would greatly help him get back into shape quickly.
Ron noticed Lance's gaze as well, he stood up from the sofa, "Need my help?"
Lance nodded, this was their residence, not the company, "Enio's father was beaten, that's what he said, now he wants to teach those bastards a lesson, take some people to support them."
Melo asked from the corner, "Is it dangerous?"
Lance shook his head, "Ordinary people, no danger."
Melo stopped asking.
Ron called a few people, drove two cars, and arrived near Enio's house, the two groups gathered with three cars, heading towards Priscia District.
