"Mia here wanted to be a cop when she was a kid and serve the people—" I heard a series of snorts, but others remained silent, looking anywhere except at me in fear of revealing their true dreams. "-but as it turns out, she has chosen the highway to hell!" They all laughed with him. Even I smiled a little.
They all respected him, I could see that. They would probably give their lives for this man—well, some of them, at least.
"Yeah," I said with a smile.
I heard a distinct cough from beside me and saw Scott tapping his foot impatiently. For a man who was going to die, he was utterly irritable. Normally, people would let the pursuers talk a hell lot so that they could live for a few more minutes.
'Interesting turn of events, indeed.'
"Oh yes, Scott." Anthony walked towards him until he towered over Scott, looked down at him with an amused expression. "How could I forget you?"
