A low chuckle rumbled through the darkness. You could just make out my silhouette against the faint glow of the city lights filtering through the cracks in the boarded windows. Liam Diaz, aka me. Tall, imposing, and infuriatingly handsome. I always seemed to be sculpted from granite and arrogance. Having a bit of trouble there, Echo? My voice dripped with amusement. You could practically feel my smirk cutting through the gloom.
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