Chapter 25: Call Your Family and Tell Them… You're About to Die!

Diego Santee held a cigarette between two fingers, his gaze steady. He took a drag, let a ring of smoke slip from his lips, and watched Brian Dalton impassively, saying nothing. Brian narrowed his eyes, sizing him up. "Diego Santee, what are you doing here?" He smirked. "Long time no see. How've you been?" Diego's tone was mild. "Surprised I'm not crippled?" "A bit, yeah." Brian nodded, then sneered. "I figured you've been holed up at home, hiding in your shell, too scared to step outside." "Diego...