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The man standing on the other side was distorted and there wasn�t much light, but Tony would know him anywhere.
Sighing heavily, Tony stepped back and unlocked the door, turning the handle and pulling the heavy wooden plank back a few feet until he was looking his past in the face.
�Kinda late for a social call, don�cha think?� Tony asked coolly, making no move to hide the fact that he was armed, though the gun was currently pointed at the ground beside his right foot.
�Would�a been here sooner but you�re a hard man to track down,� the visitor replied as he stepped past Tony and walked into the living room as if he were an invited guest. Tony sighed again and closed the door, resigned to the fact that he couldn�t hide any longer. He wasn�t ready for this, but he couldn�t help but thinking that maybe it was better that the choice was taken away from him. In his most honest heart of hearts he knew that he would never have the courage to go back to Virginia unless his hand was forced.
And he was pretty sure he was about to be dragged back, kicking and screaming if that was what it took.
TBC...