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WARNING: SEXUAL REFERENCES AHEAD, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED 

Dom removed himself from the table, he left to go through a box of Letty's things to find further clues about her death. The others remained at the table drinking and conversing as Isabella held onto Mia to stop herself from falling off the chair. Jokes aside, Brian began to get serious when he mentioned Dom's name and both girls' ears perked up.

"You asked me why I let Dom go?" He paused, "I think it's because, at that moment, I respected him more than I did myself. Yeah.." Isabella smiled at him sadly, glancing over to Mia who had the same sad expression on her face. "One thing I learned from Dom is that nothing really matters unless you have a code." He continued.

Mia smiled softly at him. "And what's your code, Brian?"

"I'm working on it." He took a swig of his Corona, letting out a satisfied sigh.

Suddenly his phone began to ring as he pulled it out of his pocket and squinted his eyes to see the caller ID. "Shit." He whispered as both girls turned to see Dom storming out of the room with visible annoyance and anger in his face as he gripped a cellphone in his hands. 

"When were you gonna tell me?!" Dom demanded, slamming the phone on the dining table making the Corona bottles rattle.

Mia and Isabella stood up from their seats, so did Brian. "Dom, what are you doing?"

"When were you going to tell me you were running Letty?" Dom's voice grew louder.

"Oh shit.." Isabella whispered as she gripped onto Mia's right arm.

"Let me explain-"

"When were you gonna-"

Dom cut both him and Brian's conversation short when he charged at him and threw him into the shelf nearby. Books and decorative pieces of decor fell off and sprawled all over the floor as Brian hit the ground hard. Dom then picked him up and pushed him against the wall.

"Dom, stop!" Mia pleaded.

"Dom!" Isabella yelled.

Brian tried to speak. "You don't understand."

"I don't understand?" Dom repeated as he pulled him off the way and threw him onto the table in the other room. Brian hit it hard, splitting the table in the middle as he groaned and rolled over in pain.

"She did it for-" Again, Brian was cut off by Dom punching him in the mouth. "Dom, stop!" His voice was muffled as Dom kept hitting and hitting.

"Dom, please! Stop this right now!" Mia screamed.

Brian managed to deflect one of Dom's punches just long enough to wrap his legs around Dom's neck. Dom picked Brian up and slammed him back onto the ground. Isabella rushed forward but Mia pulled her back, begging her not to get caught in their crossfire but she wrangled herself off Mia's grip. She rushed forward as Dom had let go of Brian who was sprawled on the floor. Dom felt Isabella's hand wrap around his as he turned to face her.