"You can talk to Cara in your room, it's fine. I trust you." Ray said as he nudged his son towards Cara.
Al couldn't figure out why his father insisted on him joining the meeting with Peter before speaking with Cara. But after sitting in on so many of his father's meetings and watching him act as king over a business empire and the underworld, Al chose to simply trust his decisions.
He was sure that his father would speak to him later on. Ray never failed to give Al an explanation for things that he noticed bothered his son.
"Cara, can we talk?" Al asked in a sad voice as he offered her his hand.
Cara didn't smile or frown, but she took his hand as he led her upstairs.
There was an awkward silence about them as they climbed the stairs. Al would steal a glance every so often as he tried to read what Cara was thinking, but her expression remained calm, not giving much away.
