"Besides, Renn doesn't trust you," Drake informed his father and glanced at the two men sitting beside him as if waiting for a reaction. They received none. Drake's father only sighed.
Regardless of whether the vision was true or false, it had planted a seed of doubt that took root so deeply that Drake was having trouble trusting their fathers.
In the background, the music still played, but none of those at the table could comprehend it. They were too focused on their own conversation. A conversation that had stopped abruptly as soon as Drake had told them that Renn didn't trust them.
Mayor Ivan had long ago left to dance with Mary, who blushed as they danced.
It was nearly night when the music had finally stopped, and Drake and his friends, along with their fathers, could go home.
