Luci knew that something bad was coming with Evan's arrival at this time. "Bad news?" she guessed with a mock grimace.
Evan positioned himself right beside Luci, just as he had been there a few minutes ago. "Yeah, about the scout." He really wanted to smoke at this time, to vent the stress that filled his head.
"Why so? They're on Clara's side?" Luci's guess now was wrong and made Evan shake his head.
"You remember the mafia that killed my grandfather?" asked Evan, who was initially very hesitant to discuss this again with Luci. For him, Luci should not be fed such terrible things. Luci could only see his beautiful, flawless world. Because then Luci would enthusiastically want to live with him. Shallow thinking had no basis at all because Luci never wanted to live with him other than in a work context, for now.
Luci nodded as a form of an answer to the question raised by Evan a few moments ago. "Yeah, I still remember. Why is that?"
