Chapter One
Beau
“You guys are complete morons, you know that, right?” Gracen asked from his parents’ deck, where he stood at the railing with his arms crossed over his chest and watched me, Trick, and Fox scour his backyard.
“No one asked for your opinion,” I retorted, scowling at the ground as I walked along, pausing when I came across something that looked promising, only to realize it was a dried, petrified dog turd. I nudged it with the toe of my shoe, just to be sure, and flipped it over. Yep, that wouldn’t do at all.
“Hey, you’re the one who came to me, asking for some of my dog’s s**t,” Gracen countered with a superior smirk. “I think that gives me plenty of right to throw my opinion out there.”
“Why don’t you and your opinion get your lazy asses down here and help us look,” T
