Lance's P.O.V
"I'll take whatever you dish out," i replied confidently.
"Cocky much?" The guy on my right retorted.
"I'd prefer the term anxious," I replied. I watch the boss raise an eyebrow as if he was starting to like my answers. I don't stare at him for too long or else he would suspect something of me.
"Let him go, I'll show him around," the boss says to his subordinates. I shrug off the guy in the navy blue suit vest and gray formal shirt. I then follow the boss around on his tour of the place. "There's a lot of rooms to even check out so I'll show you the ones that are used the most," The boss tells me.
"Sounds good, by the way what's your name?"
"Tobias."
"Nice to meet you. I can't exactly introduce myself since you already know my name."
"Yeah because your fake name is totally giving it away."
He replied.
He seriously just call my bluff?! He just called me out. I have to be cautious at this point.
"Can i ask how you know that?"
"I saw through your fake ID. So what's your real name?" He asked.
I sigh in defeat and answer, "Lance,"
"Good, now don't ever lie to me again," he replied in disappointment.
I'd seriously hate to disappoint him but i have to lie to him just to get my sister out of here. There's no turning back at this point.
I stayed silent after that, but only answering any questions he had for me, or whatever comments i had to reply to. He opens a door that led to a dark room. He turns on the lights and i see a bed, a tv across from it, a dresser by the door, and a mini fridge by the side of the bed. "This is your room. Make yourself comfortable. Let me know if there's anything you need." Tobias says before leaving the room whilst closing the door behind him.
Tobias's P.O.V
I begin to wonder whether letting him join was a good choice or bad, especially after he lied about his identity. It's as if he's hiding something, and now i think that his being here is connected to the cop. When i looked at his face, I'm reminded of the time i interrogated the girl; as if they were related. Maybe I'm jumping to conclusions too quickly. I can't help but feel reluctant in keeping him away from certain people, especially my brother.
My mother always wanted us to get along, until the day our father died was when she stopped talking to me. But his death wasn't the only reason she remained silent towards me. It's because she caught me doing something that wasn't humanly right in her eyes. A lot of guesswork revolves around my being gay, and that's hitting the nail on the head. It's also the reason why me and my brother, Caine don't get along with each other.
I can't say i blame him, but it makes me think about his sexuality, and how it could effect Lance in some way. The thought of it makes me wanna beat the hell out of him so much so he won't lay a finger on Lance. Then again, why am I defending the newcomer? Is it because i don't trust my own flesh and blood? Or is it these domineering feelings I'm starting to develop towards Lance?