Recovery and Healing

After the embarrassing spectacle, they were finally home. Everything had pretty much gone back to normal, and by normal, it meant that the siblings were living in Lia's apartment. Sure they still had their jobs, but when the day ended, they would come home to Lia.

She was the glue holding them together. They were preparing to go after the vigilantes, and it was necessary because amelia didn't want t live with the guilt of losing her brother to a bunch of hired guns she had. Jill and Carl told their siblings of what they had agreed to, and Nik almost flipped.

Well, he did.

"why? Tell me why? You know I'm not a double agent. You know my loyalty lies with my boss. So why in all fucks would you fucking put me in this fucked up situation, jill?"

"ey, we were with Carlos too, he also agreed."

"oh, sister, dearest, did I? when? How? Do you have evidence?"

"you traitorous bastard"