Chapter 95 Ninety Four
- As soon as Dante opened the door, a thick cloud of smoke hit him, going straight to his nose and tightening his lungs.
- "Oh, come on." He said in between coughs, trying to wave the smoke away with his hand. "What the hell is going on in here?"
- "Quit whining. It's just a little smoke." Thane muttered, taking another drag from his cigarette and blowing it out like he was proud of it.