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It was late at night in the bar, the very bar where I’d aht I’d intended to execute his old man I had a scotch on the rocks, not my usual choice, but they were out of vodka

Balto stared atout a portion of my view because he had burly shoulders and his body was a thick rabbed his drink, he always used his left hand, and on his ring finger was the skull dia?”

“I thought you didn’t care about that shit anymore?” When Balto handed over the reins, he’d washed his hands clean and wanted nothing to do with his forot involved, said he was a retired man

“I care about the ainst my brother”

“Not gonna happen” I had eyes and ears everywhere, spies against spies Vox wasn’t silent about his distaste for the new leadership, obviously finding Balto’s decision incredibly biased Vox was a brutal man, a soldier who had the cruelty that was required in leadership He probably would’ve ood leader

But too bad, because it was me

“Don’t be arrogant Never be arrogant”

“You’re the h

“I’” He lifted his hand and pointed at me “You can’t”

Not too et advice fros usually handed over their titles when they died Balto’s retirement was unconventional But now, I always had an experienced ive me advice, not that I needed it much

“And Damien?”

That oddaood to subot rier Then he had the audacity to threaten o

In his defense, he had no idea about Catalina “He’s a pain in the fucking ass”

“Still?” Balto eyedmy reactions because of his identical features “How can the man still be a probleuy still walking around and breathing?”

“You were the one who saved his ass” I took a drink, the ice cubes sliding and tapping against my lips I let the booze wash down my throat and intohard for so many years