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Nassir gave irl If you’re not back by the tio, I’ll pull Booker from the club and have hiet as I narrowed ht eyebrow and smirked at me "You do"

It wasand leaned over so that her hands were flat on her husband’s desk She shook her head and told ive Nassir a chance to answer before she stated, "This one is on us, Stark We need all the good karet The lawyer is on retainer and he’ll be excited to represent a client who’s easier to deal with than my husband, for once Go, do what you have to do"

I turned to say so, to Noe but she wouldn’t look at er’s, but it was clear she was actively avoiding looking at me I couldn’t tell where her head was at, but it wasn’t on how things were going to play out between us when all of this was over Revenge had gone cold, and so had whatever was building between the two of us

Leaning forward so I could tap knuckles with Nassir, I paused when he muttered quietly, "You’ve never been one I’ve had to worry about, Stark Don’t beco, one I wanted to heed, but with the way things were going it felt like trouble was endless

"We need each other, boss Best not forget that" I wouldn’t have challenged him before Noe She reminded me that I was one of a kind and irreplaceable Not many et burned I was one of them

Those black eyebrows shot up and the s on all cylinders"

I shrugged and made my way over to the elevator that was the only way up into the office I wasn’t too concerned hat anyone liked or didn’t like about me Well, anyone besides the little thief who still wouldn’t look at ht about me, I just wished she would pick an e the swings of being her favorite person to being one she could hardly stand to be in the same room with

There was one other person’s opinion I cared about and I needed to go see hi, and there were questions I needed to ask that I was done letting him avoid

I needed to see my father

My truck ate up the distance between the city and the outskirts where the prison was located I’d made the trip more tirip of the DoD It was always hard to see ard and hateful in the way only a --his family, his career, his patriotism, his sanity, and his freedom--could be He was never happy to seethat after today he would ask irl could face the ed boy could walk into the unknown by her side because he thought it was the right thing to do, then the least I could do was tell my dad the truth

The reason he was still behind bars was because of me Because I couldn’t be who he wanted me to be I couldn’t be whoto be what the governh security sucked I hated being searched and poked and prodded I hated answering their stupid questions I hated that I was forced to go through all of this to spend thirtyviolated and dirty If it was that unsettling for ine what endless hours under that kind of observation and scrutiny had done toparent