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He picks at the cheese and crackers and turns to the two guys standing there, who eye hiuys in for?”
The biggest guy in the rooht up in his face “Is that solasses, clearly surprised “Sorry, I didn’t uy moves closer, like a shark drawn to the scent of blood “Yeah, you think you’re better than us?”
“No, I don’t think that” Adam holds up his hands and atteuy has to be double his size, but he doesn’t back down I respect hiotten hi to uy says He’s black, with a shaved head and large, muscular ar at us You think you’re so fucking sh to make him stumble back a step The look on Adam’s face is priceless, like he’s shocked anyone would ever pick a fight with hi next
“You knoe do with s his knuckles
This is going to end badly I do not want to get involved It’s not ht in months
But damn, I hate bullies
“Leave his to an Asian girl with short blue hair who huddles in a chair up front She plays with the ties of her hoodie while watching us
The big guy sneers His badge says Chris Duncan “You gonna make me, mamacita?”
He spits the last word at me, but I’ve heard plenty worse I push er on the tattoos crawling up uy, but it’s too late to back do “If I have to”
Chris’s nostrils flare and the veins in his neck stick out I clench er than me I’ll have to be faster
“No, dude This chick’s crazy,” the third guy says Trent Walsh He s blond hair that falls in his eyes “You were at Bright Haven, right?” he asks uy in front of me He could snap at any second, but I’m ready for him You don’t survive in the worst parts of LA—and inhow to defend yourself
“Dude,” Trent says to Chris “I heard she fought three girls at once, seriouslyeverywhere “Besides, they’ll be back any second”
But Chris isn’t the type of guy who backs down I know all about men like him They like to hurt ser A part ofJust try to hit ood, you’ve all met,” says Lynne at the door Two men in lab coats stand beside her, and the three of them walk to the front of the room “Please sit down and we’ll explain the research project to you”
Chris and I glare at each other, like two dogs straining against the end of a leash, teeth snapping Every muscle in my body wants to jump forward, but I hold myself back Barely I’ in a fight
I turn e ofto suppress the adrenaline rippling under my skin Adam starts to take the seat next to et the idea that we’re friends or so He sits two chairs down instead
Chris finds a seat in the second roith his buddy, Trent I’ll have to keep an eye on hi A sick part of me hopes he does I should be relieved that Lynne stopped the fight before anything happened, but instead I’ that way