That’s your mother’s wish, Silas.

"All I want is my new grandma and that Grandpa over there. Hello there, Wolf, it's been a while. What a surprise to see you here, when I thought I killed you. Surely, you're a motherfucking son of the devil. How did you survive?"

The corner of Wolf's mouth curled up in a smirk, looking at the very familiar person in the past. As the chief of the central intelligence, Wolf was familiar with many dangerous people. Albeit, most of them were his enemies. After all, he had been after these "bad guys" asses and even locked up many of them in the most dangerous prison facility in the world. 

"How did I survive that one time you wrapped a boulder around my body so I'd sink into the bottom of the ocean?" Wolf inquired calmly, taking a long drag from the last stick of cigarette he would light tonight. "It's simple. I can't die in the hands of a fool. That will hurt my pride. Though, this is a good reunion. It's nice to see you too, Alex."