Off in the distance, a solitary light could be seen. As Divo approached the light he could make out a figure. It leaned on one of the wooden pillars that supported the boardwalk. The pillar itself was near the churning waves of the incoming tide. Judging by both the pillar itself as well as the pose in which the silhouette stood, Divo quickly figured out who it was. He had a lot of nerve to show his face around here. After all the shit that he pulled. How dare he hang out in the Salt Bay Turbo hangout spot! Divo felt outraged at the supposed audacity. He decided to give this guy a piece of his mind.

When he saw the look on his face though, all feelings of anger dissipated. Divo had never seen him like this before. A look of complete and utter defeat etched upon his face. Chet had never looked worse than he did then. Bloodshot and sunken red eyes now replaced his steely grey ones. The effect was haunting as well as heartbreaking. Chet faced Divo but he said not a word. He acted like he was bracing himself for some kind of punishment. Divo felt nothing but pity and sorrow.

[color=turquoise]"Why did you do it man?"[/color] asked Divo gravely.

Chet sighed deeply then took a drag on his cigarette before replying to Divos question. [color=lime]"I dunno Divo. I just couldn't take it anymore ya dig. I guess I just wanted the Salt Bay Turbos to be more than just a plaything for the rich snobs of this town. I wanted us to be what we always wanted to be. The baddest gang in town."[/color] explained Chet.

[color=turquoise]"No! You wanted to be like Charles! And you dragged us all down with you because of it!"[/color] shouted Divo.

[color=lime]"I guess you hit the nail on the head with that one good buddy. My head was so far up my own ass that I couldn't even see it for myself. I don't expect you guys to forgive me. I just hope that you'll come to understand me, even just a little. Who am I kiddin, I can barely understand myself."[/color] Chet confessed.

[color=turquoise]"Chet."[/color] said Divo pityingly. He paused for a moment before speaking further. [color=turquoise]"We ain't a bunch of clueless dunderheads. We know how hard it must be to lead us all. We just wish that you had enough respect for us to let us in on the ground floor of your little conspiracies."[/color] said Divo.

[color=lime]"I know. I don't mean no disrespect Divo. I respect you guys more than anyone else out there. We are brothers for life. I just, wanted to be the leader that you guys deserved."[/color] said Chet.

[color=turquoise]"But you were Chet. You were exactly what we needed. With you in charge, nobody messed with us. Sure, we had to do some lame favours for the rich snobs in the past yes. But for the most part, we were free to be as bad as we wanted to be."[/color] lectured Divo.

[color=lime]"I guess I lost sight of things. I lost touch with our roots. Look if you guys don't want me to lead anymore then I'm totally cool with that! If yous want me to leave the gang completely then yeah, I deserve that to!"[/color] ranted Chet.

[color=turquoise]"It's not up to me Chet. It's up to all of us brothers. But I promise you Chet, you will not escape judgement."[/color] warned Divo ominously.

[color=lime]"Nor would I want to. And Divo, thanks for being a good friend."[/color] said Chet sincerely.

[color=turquoise]"Whatever."[/color] dismissed Divo coldly.