“Let’s eat. We can eat and discuss at the same time. Bianca and Blanche made six Chicago deep dish pizzas, one for each of us, and I’m sure there are more in reserve.” Ian drooled as he claimed his place at the table. The others did the same.
Sean sat down next to Ian. “Take your snout out of the trough for a moment, this is a serious discussion. I think we should do as suggested and go for this training. I don’t like feeling helpless if Rene is not within calling distance. Julio could never have beaten the wolf, but he disabled him until help could arrive.” Sean glanced at each of them, his eyes earnest. “If Julio didn’t know this Krav Maga thing, he would have been kidnapped, or worse, dead.”
Ian paused between bites. “That loud-assed alarm didn’t hurt either.”