
Dante nodded. After about a hour of waiting a small teen came out of a house across the street. That was the nephew.
He started walking towards the teen with Katalina behind him. He was about ten feet away from him now. The kid looked at the both of them.
"Can I help you?" he asked. Dante looked at Katalina and smiled then looked around to see if anyone else was outside. No one was.
He walked up to the kid and grabbed him. The nephew struggled but didn't get free. Dante dragged him into the house. He threw him into a chair and tied him down.
"What do you want with me!" he shouted."Where is your uncle?" he asked.
"I don't know who your talking about, I have no uncle''Dante looked at him... then punched him.
"Damn it," he mummered. "Ok I have one but I don't know where he is" Dante shook his head. "Yes you do"
"How would you know!"Dante kicked him, making him fall backwards. "Your dumb you know that?" he said looking over him. "Whats your name"
"Erik," he said breathing heavy."Well Erik," he said and pulled out his dagger. "I'm going to kill you if you don't tell me where he is"
Erik was sweating, staring at the dagger. "s**t...." "He's in The city of thieves..."Dante lifted him up.(still tied to the chair) "What a nice place to hide," he said and laughed. He went inside one of his pouches and grabbed a small box and then opened it. He lifted the kids legs. "Hold this in between your feet."
The kid now had his legs out in front of him with a bomb he was holding with his feet.
"If you drop this ball it will go off and you'll die," he said. "If it doesn't drop it will go off in twenty minutes. You better think fast."
Him and Katalina walked out the back. "Where do you want to go now?"