"Wouldn't you like to know? Soon as you know where we're monitoring you from, you got something to work with. Its what I'd do. By the way, the big guy with no social skills is named Nicholas Creed. My daddy and your daddy were best buddies. Slightly different circumstances and we would've been in on the yearly picnics." he replies with a grin. "But don't worry, you'll have your shot at me. That's part of what all this is about."
He leans against the wall, eyeing Tessa. "Phobia, Tessa... whichever you prefer now, don't worry. I'm not going to be the one who deals with you. Don't blame her though, Misha. Poor little Tess here was an orphan, most of her life, we're all she's ever had, only family she's ever known. You must have been something pretty special for her to betray her family, huh?"
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