"i knew I will find you here." Mason said in a soft tone as he walked into the room, his footsteps and the occasional sound of his cane were heard as he sat down calmly on a chair.
Despite his father's presence, Vincent didn't stop what he was doing and continued hitting the punching bag full of aggression.
"Are you okay son? The last time you were here was that incident." Mason stated looking around the makeshift gym they were in, at the middle was a boxing ring and on the walls were different kind of sporting equipments and gloves.
It was a big spacious room painted blue for a specific reason that Mason knew if he pointed it out his son would never accept it.
"I'm okay, nothing is wrong, don't bring that incident up again." Vincent said coldly throwing a hard punch on the bag causing it to shift backwards a little.
