"Sam Larson, it's amazing how quick you can get around. How long was it..a few hours or so since your last call? Hmm, anyways, come in. How are you doing? The family?"
Shayla raised one of her eyebrows in confusion. Uncle Vlad had been talking to this...idiot before?
'First of all...Mom said that idiot isn't allowed in her house at any time. Second of all...you know this idiot Uncle Vlad?"
"I've heard quite a bit about you Larson. How you shot my mother in Chicago...How you attempted to take control of the mission a few times...how you detonated the nuke without warning and nearly managed to get her killed."
Shayla's voice kept getting quieter and quieter and she recounted the history between the two of them. "She also said...that you were supposed to die the second she saw you again. But I don't think she'll mind if I take you out instead."
Shayla's trigger finger kept twitching as she stared at Larson.
"I assure you I mean you all no harm I just want to be normal again."
"You can go in if you want to. If you want something to eat help yourself."