Chapter 4Gabe shoved Quillian’s shoulder the moment Riley was out of sight. “What the f**k?”
“What?” Quillian jumped away. “You would have killed me. Don’t think I haven’t seen you sharpening your knives.”
“I don’t have any knives.” Or a few in the kitchen, but they were no good when trying to kill a panther.
Raphael gave them both a stern look. “He came back, so let’s relax, okay? No harm done.”
“No harm? He stayed away for three days and all because numbnuts here gave him alcohol when he said he didn’t want to drink alcohol.”
Quillian moved in behind Raphael. “I think we should get him drunk more often.”
Raphael sighed but did nothing to stop Quillian from talking.
“And I think we should have a party on Gabe’s birthday.” Maybe the knives in the kitchen worked for murder? It could
