Creed
Walking into the house, I heard the TV playing in the living room. I spotted Jace on the couch, watching some shows. He looked up and turned to me as he heard the safe lock click into place.
“How did it go with Amy?” he asked with a chuckle. “Was she mad?”
I laughed and shook my head. “If looks could kill, I would no longer be in the land of the living.”
Jace smirked. “Yeah, but you didn't back down, did you?” I shook my head again.
“No, I didn't. I had to stand my ground. You know that.” I chuckled.
Jace gave a nod, his grin still intact. "Nice one, Dad. You don't let anyone boss you around."
"Yeah, exactly. After the meeting, I made her grab a bite because her stomach growled like crazy. It turns out she hadn't eaten anything in almost a day," I told Jace. "Poor girl can
