Chapter 12:

As Xander trailed outside, with his shades on and his legs hurriedly trampling the floor, Lucas walked behind him, with the same level of pace, and far behind them, Zane walked, his hands across his chest, probably, he was in a deep thought, as numerous sighs escaped his chapped lips.

"What do you wanted to talk about that was a problem?" Xander said, not even daring to reduce his footsteps.

Lucas clutched the tab, as he bit his lower lips. "Your were house was attacked last night."

"What?!" Xander stopped, turning back, his jaw chiseling in anger.

Lucas stopped in his tracks, "I don't know the full details, but it was attacked and the supplies was stolen last night, I was just informed." He lowered his head.

Xander's hand flew across his jaw, who had dared to attack his were house? if he found that person, damn, he would peel the person's chin by himself.

"Which were house?" He asked, this time, he resumed his walking over to his car.

"The one in Italy," Lucas twitched his lips. "A w