–Damon–
In just a few days, we managed to fix everything. The town is secure again. Jorge and Yolanda were left in the Nest. Commander White went off on a "vacation." Now, we're slowly building another nest inside that mansion.
My underground storage—my favorite toys, meaning guns and other valuables—has to be evacuated. Livana's Rooks are already working on it. Since my wife is busy, I have to fill the empty pantry myself. I already had the list.
"Wow," Sky gaped, looking around. I had bodyguards tagging along. I needed to split everything for home—just pantry supplies. The rest of the utilities had already been delivered, including the frozen goods. "Foodie!" he shouted, pointing everywhere.
Oh. I almost forgot. We don't really do groceries. We do malling. I clapped in mock excitement while riding the cart.
"Are you hungry?" I asked. He giggled.
