The door to my car is ripped open and I stare up at the three Kings of Breaker Heights. Concern and confusion etched all over their faces. I let out a very unlady-like snort. This is the best time to find humor in light of the situation at hand, but I can’t help but find this situation a little comical. The people who want me out of this town are the ones currently standing at my door helping in my time of need.
“Seriously, you’re laughing? Correct me if I’m wrong, but did you or did you not just have someone trying to kill you? And the first thing you do is laugh?” Nash huffs in annoyance with his arms crossed.
“Forgive me for being amused by the fact the three guys who would love nothing more than to get rid of me, are the ones that just helped me escape that very fate.”
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