Angel's POV...
"So where to?",he asks.
"I don't know,how about your place?",I ask.
"Why not yours?",he asks.
"The parents are there,and I can't say the address I sent you cause well May and Ray have the keys and I go there Saturdays,not Fridays",I say.
"It's like Saturday already, I mean it is past midnight",he says.
"f**k it,let's go to a shooting range then ice cream ",I suggest.
Since I didn't drive with my car to Mike's party,we have to drive with his car.
"Let's go to my place,I have all that we need to shoot",he says and I nod.
We drive in comfortable silence.
A few minutes later,we get to his place.
"Nice place",I say.
"Thanks",he says as we enter.
He leads us to the last door down the passage.
We enter and it seems like a storage room.
He closes it and shifts a box
