Jassy
“Well, that was f*****g brutal,” Karl said as we walked in from the garage.
Honestly, I was surprised we were walking straight after brutal verbal barrage we'd just received. Not that it had been unwarranted, or anything, because it hadn't. They'd been spot on with damn near every word, and we both knew it. Sometimes, the words another person can speak to you are so like your own thoughts, though, that they cut even deeper than they would otherwise.
Karl headed into the living room and collapsed on the couch, his suit jacket tossed aside on the back of a chair.
“We deserved it,” I replied as I headed into the kitchen and grabbed us both beers. I was starting to treat the place like I lived there, like I actually belonged.
“About what you told Agent McKesson,” Karl said as I walk
