“8 Motherfucker!
“What the hell were you thinking?” my mother hissed at me, her eyes target locked on the shifter.
Ediz leaned back against the far wall of the Guts & Glory sports bar, fishing a toothpick out of his pocket and cleaning between his teeth as though bored. His canines were long. The toothpick almost disappeared behind them.
I closed my eyes and sucked in a deep breath. My head hurt. My body hurt. My fucking little pinkie hurt. I was just one big ball of hurt.
And I was tired.
Facing off against my mother was a challenge at the best of times; she was one switched on lady. But when she was pissed at me, it required a certain level of deviousness I simply did not possess right at this minute.
I sighed and rubbed my forehead.
“Luc’s missing.” Somehow it felt better sharing it.
My eyes locked on those of Ediz’s.
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