Vincent invited Isaac to hang out at a private bar after work. After some darts and pool, the guys went to grab a drink. "You have some interesting tattoos Isaac, what do they mean?" Vincent questioned. "Justice and freedom," he replied, taken aback by his personal question. The atmosphere was more relaxed and it was clear they had bonded. With drinks in their hands maybe it was the right time to get to know Vincent better and then everything would be easier...
"Bro it's like I've known you all my life!" Isaac chuckled, amazed by their banter. "So you're calling me bro now, not boss," Vincent laughed. Isaac went all serious. Should he tell him now? Both were in high spirits. The longer it took, the more he dreaded a bad reaction. He had to tell him soon, "Vincent. I am your brother. Your half-brother."
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