Chapter 7“It’s not rocket science. If he’s a vampire already, kill him. If he’s still human, Ruben can’t have him taken out no matter how badly someone wants him. That’s just wrong.” Joel sipped on his coffee. He’d made us both a cup after I’d kicked over a chair. So I wasn’t great at anger management. The last twenty-four hours had made me edgy.
The coffee was bitter and it tasted like he brewed it from a sock, but I sipped mine to be polite.
“It’s not like my moral standards have been very high lately,” I said.
“True, but you have your reasons.” He let those words hang in the air for a while. He knew a bit of what had happened. He didn’t know everything. I couldn’t bear to live through it long enough to verbalize. I pushed away the fact that he was giving me a reason for my less-than
