Darren looked at Josefina as if she was a miracle worker, his eyes shining with hope. Josefina felt like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. "Darren, I get what's going on here. I think it’s best to send a few more people to check the perimeter."
"I've already got folks on that," Darren said, feeling the pressure pounding in his head. "Nobody's catching any shut-eye tonight until we get to the bottom of this."
He just couldn’t relax until everything was sorted out.
"We'll be off now, Darren. Take care," Oliver said, helping Josefina take off her gloves and holding her hand as they left.
...
Cole pushed his food around on his plate, unable to enjoy his fish. Makiko wasn’t faring much better, but she put on a brave smile, trying to keep up appearances.
Brandon watched them both, eventually setting his fork down. "Cole, if fish isn’t your thing, just tell me. Next time I catch one, I won't bring it over," he said, feeling a twinge of sadness.
He was an old man, what more could he offer other than material things? Who wanted to hang out with an old-timer anyway?
Even with all his money, his own son seemed lifeless. Brandon’s mood was as dead as the fish on his plate.
Cole forced a smile. "Dad, I do like fish. You know I loved it when I was a kid."
"Cole, you can be yourself around me. Just because you liked it back then doesn’t mean you have to like it now."
Makiko chimed in, "I love fish."
Brandon shook his head sadly, "No, you don’t. Neither of you do."
He put his fork down and stood up. "If you’re not into it, just toss it out when I’m gone. Get the kind you actually enjoy."
Brandon shook his head again. "Bennett, let’s head back. Who needs an old guy like me?"

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