"James" Dante called him by his name, his voice inpatient.
"Who is he and where is he?" Dante asked.
"He is our stepdad and... " James sighed softly.
"And the hell, that man was psychotic. He was a lunatic and thought... Oh god, I can't tell you about it, man. He was a total psycho but I don't know where he is right now and I don't care about where he is cause I never want to see him"
"I think I do want to see him, just once before I kick his corpse into a ditch" Dante replied.
"I am sorry but not now... Maybe later when this doesn't take me with so much surprise. Then, I will be able to talk about this" James replied.
Dante fell silent for a few seconds, his fingers rubbing the space between his brows.
"Alright. We will talk about this again tomorrow, James"
"Alright. Can yo
