"Hello, beautiful and sweet Linda."
Linda turned around as she saw those familiar eyes again. She furrowed her eyebrows as she tried remembering where she had met him.
The striking resemblance was enough for her to quickly remember who the stranger was.
"You?" She gasped as she shifted backwards. "I remember you." She said as she looked at him.
His black upon black outfit made him more deadly to her. He had this domineering and authoritative look.
His little scar that cuts through his tight eyebrow made him look more devilishly hot as he played with the toothpick in his mouth.
It wasn't just any toothpick but it was a customized toothpick which the Truman had been using for years.
Their symbol was a black cobra with black eyes and that was the same drawing that was right there
