We watch as Sean walks over to the wooden coffee table and opens the drawer. What he retrieves has me shooting upright, standing in front of Ethan.
“Get that away from him.” All plans are quickly thrown out the window when I look at the small leather case in his hand. I will kill him before he gets that shite near Ethan.
“Calm down,” Sean flippantly orders. “It’s nothin’ he can’t handle. It’s just something to take the edge off.”
“Yer not shootin’ him up with that shite ever again.” In Sean’s hand is an ex-addict’s weakness. It is also the way for Sean to subdue Ethan until he can cement his position on his throne.
When Sean steps forward, I strike out and punch him in the jaw. “I won’t tell ye again.”
He wipes the blood from his lip, smirking as I’ve allowed him to see my weakness. “
