“Hand it over,” Tristan shouted. He stood so close to Jacob their noses almost touched. When Jacob took a step back, Tristan matched his move.
Jacob mouthed something, but I couldn’t hear the specifics. Whatever was said made Tristan more upset.
“You think I can’t see?” The bug guy tapped several times on his temple.
I debated if I should start recording this on my phone or run inside and holler for a cop. Instead, I mimicked what everyone did in Sevier Oak. Stare.
Did Jacob steal from Tristan? If so, what could an editor want from a bug company?
Of course, Tristan now spoke through clenched teeth. I crept closer. What was he saying? Jacob must have gotten tired of playing defense and started talking back. At any moment I expected Jacob to swing at Tristan.
What was he saying?Without
