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Darcy kept walking to the car, opening the door

“Can you walk us through what happened, Mr Callahan? Why were you in Elgin?”

He sighed deeply and turned back before looking to the camera, his face sunken and sullen “As many know, I left the Bulls to work on other projects for the couard, Keogh Greyson, when I remembered an old diner It was the diner wherewas noret a look inside and were told it was abandoned, so we could just go in through the back—it wasn’t locked I took so ready to leave,him, a bomb strapped to his chest”

“He earing the bo reporter asked before they all started to yell questions “Was that similar to the one at St Peter’s Cathedral? Was it an apparent suicide bomber?”

“I…” Darcy, tapped his chest before speaking again “I wasn’t sure I just re me behind him and toward the back doors When I caone”

“Your bodyguard? Mr Greyson?”

“Yes”

“Have the police told you anything? Why were you targeted?”

“I haven’t been told anything so far But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t believe it had anything to do withand have been advised to say nothinginto the back of the awaiting car

“There you have it, Grace” The female reporter spun back to the cao”

“Yes, one happening all too frequently now Our prayers are with the Greysons and Mr Callahan’s fa to Darcy Callahan who—

“Did we get a new chef?” Darcy a

sked, stuffing his face as O’Phelan turned off the television

“Was blowing up the diner truly needed?” I questioned

“It’s not like I was givento have to scrap it anyway to rebuild,” he shot back before taking another bite