"Sometimes I wonder why you're not in prison."
I yawned and rolled over in my bed and looked up at Adam who was standing by my door. "So do I," I grumbled.
"Shooting two guys, huh?" He said and I groaned as I sat up in bed.
"You're not annoyed," I commented. "Why aren't you angry at me?"
"Because I don't like the guys," Adam shrugged.
"So if I shot Eli would you be annoyed at me then?" I wondered.
"I don't particularly like the kid, but he saved your life," Adam said. "So yes, I'd be annoyed."
"Damn," I said and chuckled. "How much s**t am I in?"
"None."
I looked at Adam in shock. "Say what?"
"You're off the hook," Adam told me and my mouth dropped.
"How on earth am I off the hook. I was expecting to be hung drawn and quartered by Rob himself!" I exclaimed.
"You owe me big time
