“You said you wanted him involved, Les. So I f*****g involved him”
I sit up and cross my arms on the table, mirroring his pose. “Is that all, or did you have another reason?”
He raises an eyebrow. “What are you asking?”
“Did you take him to scare him off?”
He shrugs. “No. I took him because I knew you wouldn’t.”
“I’ve taken him on jobs.”
“Yeah. The ones you went on so you could watch him. You can’t protect him forever, and he needs to man the f**k up.”
“You realize he’s been involved in this life for a year, and up until a couple of days ago, he’s never even been on a f*****g job?” I say, getting pissed again. “He took a life for you today, and I say that makes him pretty f*****g manly.” I push back from the table and storm back into the house. Ryder is right on my heels.
I hit the
