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I poured myself another drink, even though I’d been drinking the whole night and day away. But I had too much on my mind that I just wanted to drown out. However, just as I was about to pour another round, the flask was suddenly snatched from my hand.
“You know I could have you killed for that,” I reminded Derrick, glaring at him.
“For taking the flask from you?”
“It’s a crime to prevent the king from drinking,” I said.
“When has that ever been a crime?” he inquired.
“My father once told me that.”
“Yeah, and I heard he loved a good drink too.”
I ignored his comment and turned back to the glass in front of me, taking a deep breath.
“I brought backup,” Derrick declared.
“If you called Enzo to drag my ass back—”
“Nope, just the last person you’d expect him to call,” I heard
