LUCAS POV

I sat, quietly observing Tony while giv3him time to gather himself. Although his eyes were red and puffy, something seemed off about him. His body language was quite okay. It was like what he was doing was forced or fake .

Finally, he turned around and looked at me with his strange, steady gaze. He sniffed and wiped his nose on his sleeve. "I am so glad you're alive, boss. I thought I'd never see you again."

I scoffed. "You should know I'm tougher than that."

"Yeah! How about Mrs Sophia?"

"She's fine. Asleep."

"Oh!" he said, reducing his voice.

"How have things been?"

"Not good. Not good...