71 Preparation Talk

Marcus

Lucius stood up to give his respect the moment he saw us. He wasn't happy to see Mason, though, but he did not voice it. Everyone knew we were a package deal. I guess Lucius did not get the memo.

We were offered a place to seat, and a waiter came to take our order. We ordered coffee.

"Their Pizza sucks here," Lucius said.

"And whose fault is that?" Mason asked him almost laughing. I could tell my friend was really holding himself. I did not know why they brought up Pizza because no one ordered it, but the two of them seemed to understand why, which made me figure it was either a private joke or jab. Whichever it was, Lucius seemed to be at the receiving end.

"So why the S.O.S?" I asked Lucius, and he cleared his throat and leaned forward to whisper, which was unnecessary because Mason owned the place, but I allowed it.

"You guys were right. We shouldn't have trusted Derin," he said, tears welling up in his eyes.

"The guy is a mad man." He said, but he had not divul