Cain leaned against the back of the chair, watching as Samuel continued to puff on the cigar absently. Was he addicted so quickly to it? Had the kid never done any such thing before?
"You know that I didn't come here to cause problems. I wanted to find out how things turned out and ended up stumbling upon the other interesting conversation the two of you are having." Cain snatched the cigar back when Samuel took it out of his mouth again. The merc hadn't been able to find any drugs in the estate, so this piddly cigar would have to do for the time being. Richard could afford to share, considering the extra trouble he'd been put through, thanks to the mafioso.
