Harper PoV
“What are you doing? You should be resting not cleaning!” Big Jake scolds me as he snatches the broom from my hands.
“I have been resting for two weeks now, Big Jake. I have never rested that much in my entire life.”
“Well, you have never been stabbed before.” He scowls.
I smile tenderly at him. He has been a father figure for me ever since I joined the Dark Angel at thirteen years old.
Of course, not a conventional father figure. Nothing is conventional here.
He taught me how to break into any house, even the most highly secured ones. He taught me how to fight and how to use a gun. He tutored me to become the best safecracker in the gang and even in the whole country.
But he also helped me adapt to this new life. He was there to tend to my bruises... he tutored me as Mr
