17
They walked in silence, past the town proper, and down some side streets until they arrived at Ted’s car. The BMW beamed, appearing shinier and fancier in the daylight. Brian went to say as much, to break the quiet and ease the tension, but Ted got there first.
“You stupid bastard!” he screamed so loudly Brian’s shoulders involuntarily quaked back in surprise. “What did I tell you?”
“About what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, kid. Not after the morning I’ve had. If you knew half the things I know, you would not be f*****g around like this.”
“I don’t understand.”
“And it’s better that way. Trust me, I f*****g know. Now get in the car.”
Brian looked in the car, then back to Ted. “I’m not getting in the—”
“Yes, you are. And don’t expect me to be as patient as I was last night. You get
