“He…. Is…. Behind…. You….” She started trembling, grabbing David, for protection.
“What’s up, bro? You have returned to the greatest house of them all? How about greeting your big brother for a change? It has been no less than two hundred dozen. Am I right or wrong?” said the man, identical twin, fifteen minutes older, dressed in an all-black tight leather suit, black leather boots with side chains, a ruby silvery ring, black bracelets with different symbols on his left wrist, with rebel strands of hair, and a taurine look in his eyes.
“Didn’t have time to find the mutt to greet. It was on my later agenda.” answered David, turning around, keeping Dorothea behind him.