“I couldn’t scream, so I kicked, elbowed, stomped, and flailed, managing only to bang up my own limbs, because what was holding me was that damn suit of armor. Then I heard, “Pipe down, sweet cheeks. It’s me.” That voice. I knew that irritating South Side twang. “John?” He loosened his grip, raised his face guard, and wiggled his eyebrows. Jackwagon. I slammed the mouthpiece shut and pounded on the helmet with a closed fist. “Ah! You trying to make me go deaf?” he squeaked. I let go and he remov...ed the helmet, his dark hair shooting out from his head like a sparkler. “Why are you wearing that? And why the hell are you trying to give me a heart attack? I’ve got enough on my plate without having to deal with your annoying ass.” “Easy, sister, it was a joke. Lighten up.” “It wasn’t funny, and I’m not your sister. What do you want?” “I wanted to touch base with you before that meeting tomorrow.” His voice took on a serious tone. He quickly scouted the hallway.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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