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"How is dinner going?" Brianna asked as soon as she saw his back from the distance as she headed towards the kitchen.

"I'm still looking for everything," Lucien replied with a distressed voice. He was not familiar with the whole area, so he did not know where to find things he needed.

Brianna held his hand and led him to a stool by the kitchen island.

"Will you please sit here and wait?" she commented, patronizing the young Michaelson. "I am confident I can do the task more efficiently." She felt confident that though her brain could not process the task to remember things, her body seemed to be working according to whatever she needed to do. 

Lucien had no choice but follow. He sat there with his hands cupping his jaw, elbows on top of the marble island, pouting in grievances. Tatum walked around the widows, checking for possible situations outside. He was being alert for whatever may happen. A group of mercenaries was after them.
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