John finished speaking and once again fell into silence.
Brian was also silent.
Jason didn't immediately break the silence. Both men, strong on the outside, harbored a tenderness within that was beyond ordinary people's imagination. When that tenderness was hurt, giving them some time was the least of the respect they deserved.
About several seconds later, Brian was the first to snap back to reality.
"What do we do?"
Brian asked again.
"Weapons, ammo."
"No matter how McCaul's investigation goes, these are essential for us."
"And about McCaul's investigation!"
Jason said, turning his gaze to Brian.
"Brian, I hope you can investigate this matter from other angles."
"From perspectives McCaul might not consider," Jason instructed.
"Understood," Brian nodded.
"Leave the weapons to me,"
"I have my channels," John promptly promised.
"Compared to those, I think you should rather get me another room," Jason indicated the room nearby.
As the landlord, John instantly understood.
