It began in the midst of a sultry summer evening. I was making a career out of painting -- women, in particular. But this one dame kept circulating back into my roster...
That's almost true, it mostly went like this:
I was working on concept art for a project that may or may not have involved the title character with the initials C.S. And then somebody said "Hey you want to write Chase?" And I said "Who?"
Then we went off to Pablo Escobar's island and dug up 53 kilograms of cocaine and the rest, as they say, is history.