Chapter 29 Brother Mitolli
- — What are you doing here, Dante? — she asked coldly.
- Still holding the object, I turned to face her furious yet frightened gaze. Dark looked slightly different. Her hair was longer now, with light and dark streaks, she wore tight, worn-out jeans and a loose blouse, but her expression was the same. She was always angry about something.
- — Lower the gun, I just want to talk. — I requested gently.