Lucian sat quietly in Tommy's private ward. After stabilizing, Tommy was finally transferred out of the intensive care unit. The patient was still on close monitoring, but they were all just waiting for him to wake up.
Lucian's eyes remained on the unconscious man.
His thoughts, however, were elsewhere.
Before coming here, Liza had spoken to him.
Their conversation continued to replay in his mind.
"Did you know?" she had asked. "About Marshal and Tommy... and what the Di Carpios did to our family?"
Lucian answered honestly. "Until recently, I didn't."
Silence settled between them before Liza continued.
"Tommy may have retired a long time ago, but people still seek him out—either to ask for help or to drag him back into the same hell he crawled out of. I think you understand that more than anyone."
She held his gaze.
