Blaze
Hugo looked way too collected for a man who was probably going to lose his life today. The verdict was still out on that. The explanation about her shirt didn’t sound right, but it wasn’t all that farfetched either.
“My sister said there are fresh marks on Kylie’s face. Any idea how they got there?”
“I smacked her, but it was only after she freaked out. I was trying to calm her down! I swear on my dead mother, Blaze, when that girl told me to stop, I stopped!” Hugo pleaded. He did look sincere, and while I wouldn’t have smacked Kylie or any other woman for freaking out like that, I know other people who would have probably handled it the same way.
“When Kylie started wigging out, did you call anyone for help?” I asked.
“No, I got the hell out of there. I figured she’d calm dow
