"I miss my mansion." Okay, so it wasn't really his. Not in the sense of buying it and being able to afford it. He'd just sort of taken it over. Therefore, it was his. Not that it mattered. he was pretty sure he finally tangled with the wrong people and got himself killed. Or he would have been killed if he hadn't shown up here.
Whatever this place was, it was a second chance for him. He took a sip of his drink, his bright eyes watching Johanna.