"You never told me what happened between you and Ms. Miller," William started, standing next to Damien as they looked outside the window, the city lights of Harbor City twinkling below them. "I mean, I'm helping you look for her on a Saturday night instead of doing whatever I typically do on a weekend. Shouldn't I at least know what's going on?"
"I didn't ask for your help," Damien replied dismissively.
"Well, you should have thought of that first before you barged into my suite last week asking about what happened many years ago and just left without telling me why." William sighed. "You're not the only one who found that night disturbing, you know?"
It was William's and Damien's first mission. But unlike Damien, William stayed in the family business, wanting to earn every praise that he could get from his father.
Damien contemplated and after staying quiet for a few minutes, he finally spoke, "She… she and I didn't see eye to eye."
