I knew I looked as shocked as I felt, my mouth was agape, and no words were coming out. How do I respond to that? I was just told I would be dead within months. Just another problem to add to the growing list.
Blane growled and jumped out his seat, grabbing Mungo by the shirt and lifting him out his seat too. “What do you mean by that old man? Explain yourself, now! Could you not have been more subtle?” I could feel the anger rolling off Blane…but also his fear.
Mungo chuckled. What the f**k? Does he have a death wish? “That was me being subtle, I could have said something like ‘you are a walking time bomb waiting to explode’ but I chose to be polite.”
Blane growled louder. “That is your idea of being polite, telling my mate she will be dead within months? You better tell us al
