Since he was already here, he took the opportunity to check around the club for a while to understand the recent business progress. After midnight, he left with two bodyguards and returned to the Myres Family.
The Myres Family mansion was brightly lit.
This was a habit established during Cesar Myres' lifetime.
From the main gate, the street lamps and hall lights at the Myres Family mansion were never turned off at night.
Ari Murphy walked steadily into the hall. He hadn't taken two steps when he noticed Louis Cox wasn't resting—dressed in black clothes with the television on, though he wasn't watching it. He was sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Ari Murphy approached with a smile and asked.
"Can't sleep." Louis replied softly.
He couldn't sleep because of the rain. Somehow, it reminded him of Mia Ginger, of that day when Camilia Davis was buried, her face washed so clean by the rain, and those dark, dark eyes.
