Evan Livares always thought that his biological father and his men were living a ridiculous life and even now, he still thought that way.
Why was it so easy for them to talk about a matter of life and death?
"Don't you value your life at all?" He asked Carlo; his voice was still just above a whisper. "Why is it so easy for you people to talk about such a thing? It's the same for taking a life too."
"We just have different principles and priorities, Young Master," Carlo responded. "And we defend those with our lives. Thinking from that perspective, we aren't much different from most people. It's just that... the path we choose isn't the same."
When Evan Livares sat still without uttering a word, Carlo spoke up again.
"It's raining hard. Please allow me to escort you somewhere else. You're all soaked and you will get sick at this rate."
