﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋﹋ San was finally aware of your presence as he caught you in his peripheral vision, the metal bat in his hand stopped just by the man's face. he turned to you, "baby what the hell are you doing here?" he seemed a bit pissed, but also a sense of protection.

"this fucking place- you don't need to be here.. especially when im handling business." his eyes dart to the man tied up in the chair bloody. "we'll discuss later...leave"