Leo
“That I make?” I let go.
“Yes, your limbicus. The one that you sell to our boss.” He holds on to his throat.
“You guys know, too?”
He nods with a grin.
I am an i***t.
I storm out of the club, passing the bouncers, who are looking at me with startled expressions on their faces.
I practically fly to Mike’s office, and I find Danger standing outside, talking to another bouncer.
“Where the hell is he?” I growl.
“I was wondering where you went,” Danger says casually, unbothered, and then opens the door.
“What the f**k, dude? I thought we had a good thing going.” I roar, my hands itching to slam Mike against the wall.
“Calm down. You sound just like Laura when I tried to break up with her.” He exhales. “Whiskey?”
I glare at him.
“Okay, you are no fun,” he sighs.
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