Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
I feel at ease that Bryce is okay.
"You're on an Island?" I asked. I can see where the signal is coming from.
"Yes, I'm on an Island somewhere. Can you tell me where?"
"It's the Santa Fe La Isla, Bryce. It's a private Island owned by Don Miguel Kurt."
"I see…" I hear him chuckle. "I'm honestly good here, Mors, and just dealing with this obsessed fan of mine. So, don't worry about me. By the way, what happened to Anastacia and Diezel? Did the wedding go all right? Are they okay?"