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Charles took a sip of water. "Personally, it isn't special to us. "But we promised to protect it." "Rena told me that Vincent was a friend of your fathers. But who was he?" Leo asked. "You don't need to know that." Leo knew that it was useless to ask again. He knew that Charles wasn't going to tell him, which was the end of the matter. At that moment, Rena returned with Edward. "Rena, it's late. Edward and I should head back to the hotel," Leo said. "I will pick you up tomorrow at nine." Rena and Leo were set to attend the groundbreaking ceremony of a photography business near a lake the next morning. Caswell Industries owned the business, and therefore it was a big deal. "I know, and I can go by myself. No need to pick me up," Rena replied. The hotel wasn't far fro