Lucas came downstairs, intending to serve himself a glass of wine. But his eyes widened in shock when he saw Phillip Constantine, sitting comfortably on the sofa in his living room. "What the...?!" Lucas exclaimed. He was stunned. "What are you doing here in my place... and how the heck did you even get here?!" Phillip looked up, and took a quick sip from the glass of wine in his hand, smiling. "Oh... I think I should have knocked. But I needed a place to stay, so I told your security I was your guest." Lucas's anger flared up. "Those bunch of idiots! Why did they just let you in without informing me?!" "Hey buddy, calm down. Okay? I just needed a place to stay, so I thought it wise to come here since we're now partners with a common goal. Where I was hiding isn't too comfortable... that's why I'm here, Lucas," Phillip said. Lucas frowned. "That doesn't explain why you think you can just barge into my home. It f*ucking doesn't explain why the heck you're here!" "Home yo