"It's time to eat."
Six dishes and a soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, elegantly plated by Hope Williams, looked especially appetizing. Hope happily set the dishes on the table, her face wearing a sweet smile, clearly in a good mood.
Luke and Willow came over immediately upon hearing Mommy's call. Hope looked around the living room, but Waylon Lewis was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is Waylon Lewis?"
Luke and Willow shook their heads indicating they didn't know.
Hearing some noise towards the balcony, Hope headed that way and smiled as she asked, "What are you doing here?"
Waylon stood on the balcony, smoking one cigarette after another.
Hope noticed the expression on Waylon's face and sharply sensed something was off, her smile fading slightly.
"What's the matter?"
Waylon gave her a fleeting glance, his dark, ink-like pupils tinged with a mist that made it hard to read his emotions.
"You know Liam Cloud, right?"