[Book 2] 4: The Pace

A car drove roughly into the Andino mansion, parking at the front of the house. Markris jumped down from the driver's seat, quickly shutting the door. As he walked to the living room, two men in black were already waiting by the door.

"Good afternoon, sir." They bowed.

"Yeah," He nodded and put a foot forward, but the men did not budge. "I don't know if you know this, but I'm trying to get into the house." He said, throwing a quick look between the two men.

"Uhmmm, sir," One of the men scratched his head as he looked to the other to bail him out. The other man threw his face away, not wanting to be caught in the middle. The first man sighed in defeat. "Your dad instructed us not to let anyone in." He finally said.

Markris turned around as if someone was standing behind him. He turned back to face them, his face contorted. "How come the front gate was opened for me to come in then? And why the fuck do my father's instructions apply to me?"

"Sir...." The quiet one spoke when Markris sho