"General!"
Carson Flores moved a chess piece and looked at his grandfather Dawson Frost across the table with a grin.
Dawson Frost moved his piece calmly and chuckled, "Thinking of capturing my chariot, not so easy is it?"
Carson laughed, "Just borrowing, merely borrowing it for a moment."
As the two were immersed in their game of chess, a sedan pulled up outside. After parking the car, Uncle Antonio Frost and cousin Adriel Frost got out with somber expressions.
Leah Frost held a coffee lazily, squinting her eyes and basking in the sun. She saw the two enter and said with a smile, "Oh, what wind has blown you two this way?"
Antonio Frost's gaze fell upon Carson, who was playing chess, and his expression was complicated, "The Vasquez Family has issued an Inquiry Order."
Leah Frost's eyes narrowed slightly, "Looking for who?"
"Carson Flores."
Antonio Frost bitter-smiled, "I hadn't realized Carson was that formidable."
