Hours later, at the beach house where Ashley and her team were staying, everyone slept from sheer exhaustion.
A lot had happened even before the insane mission Ashley had come up with.
First, someone attacked her in front of countless witnesses. Then came the attack on Tommy and Lucian.
After that, Tommy's fake funeral.
It was a lot to happen in just a few days.
But it wasn't anything new.
The crew was already used to such eventful days. Even Khan's team was no stranger to chaos, considering the kind of lives they lived in the underground world.
So, being able to sleep peacefully without any interruptions was something all of them appreciated.
By morning, everyone was awake, drinking coffee and eating toast.
"Now that I think about it..." Vodka hummed as he stared at the toaster in the kitchen. "...this place is nice, isn't it?"
"Yeah." Gin, who was seated on a stool by the counter, nodded. "My bed last night was phenomenal. I should buy one when we get back."
