Well, well.

[yancey]

Bravo. You found a way through my cloaking spells, and pulled the brat home. He was becoming tiring, anyways

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[cole_turner]

Call this round whatever you want, Slide. But the winner is going to be me.

[celtic_queen]

Do fuck off, Yancey. I've my son back now, and you've nothing to hold over my head.

You won't win -- the next round or any other. You've no idea what you've brought down upon yourself. Of all the things in this world you could have chosen to try to break, you chose the strongest bond ever known -- that of a child and his parents. His real parents.

You've only done yourself a dis-service, you know. By taking my son, you've brought about your own demise. I pity you if Cole finds you before I do. At least I may show mercy for the years of loyalty you'd shown me. Cole has no such ruler to measure against.