Fifty-two: Threats and treats

Krista's pov

We found Tristane's flat and he was happy to see both us. He let us in and managed to tiptoe around his luggages and several moving-in boxes. He probably just got here.

"Sorry about the mess guys. I literally just flopped in my bed over there and made myself home." He pulled away the plastic covering his couch, "Please, take a seat. I'll get you something to drink."

Lucian nodded while I decided to open the windows. The room needed some fresh air. "This is nice place you got, Tristane."

"Gee, thanks. I barely had time to look around some more but I do like it here." He answered from the kitchen. "Are you guys hungry?"

"No, we have just eaten." Lucian replied.

With that said Tristane came out carrying a tray. He laid it down on the table. He had some fresh lemons on the counter and guessing by the color of the liquid inside our glasses we were having lemonade.