Then the doorbell rang.
Adrian stood up and walked to open the door. Bravin entered, carrying two briefcases, and placed them in the sitting room.
Lucien frowned slightly. "What are those?"
Adrian glanced at him. "I asked Bravin to buy a few clothes and essentials for you and Ash," he explained. "From now on, you'll both be staying here. It's safer than your apartment. We don't know what she's planning next."
He paused, his tone firm. "And I'm not comfortable with Ash going back home and staying under the same roof with her. He's better off here."
Bravin stepped forward. "The pills you asked for I found them." He reached into his suit jacket and took out a sachet full of pills, then handed it to Adrian.
Adrian froze, his eyes widening. He blinked, breathing faster.
Ash looked between them, confused. "What are those pills for? Adrian, are you sick?"
Bravin said, "Err..." uncertain.
