"Wipe that damn smirk off your face before I do it for you," I snapped at Hedeon as I took a long pull from the third blunt that I've had in the past two hours. I glared at him and he raised an eyebrow, almost mockingly. He chuckled, unfazed by my agitation, "it's just, it's quite funny. You didn't think your wife was capable of finding Bryson since you failed in every attempt of yours to find him. So you sent her on, I quote, "a wild goose chase"," he said, taking his jacket off and laying it neatly on the chair, "to keep her busy, you know, off your trai-" "Hedeon, I know what I did," I stated, hating that he kept reminding me and rubbing it in my face. "Do you? Do you really, brother? Because I don't feel like you do," he said taking off his shades, "you're here right now, in my h

