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Razor’s father, Hook, had no stupid rules about hie as rade in elementary school, he just finished his junior year He’s a senior in high school and was voted in before s back because that’s the way the son of a bitch is He’s suys that people warn you about

"What’s going on?" I greet him

Most brothers I walk up to in the club, I’d pat on the ar Razor Done it before and I’ve been decked both times with his mean cross He feels sorry as shit after it happens, but he’s an unpinned grenade

He’s one of those guys that lives in his own damned head and atch the internal de world

Razor glances over atblue eyes and his lips lift in that sadistic way of his Girls flock to hielic look and now that he’s wearing a three-piece patch, they constantly surround hi in wait "Heard you fell asleep on the job last night"

"Heard you were kicked out of school on the last day for shoving a guy’s head into a locker," I retort

He shrugs It’s not the first ti Stone at lunch Decided to do sohtens "Who?"

"Chad Douglas I don’t think he’ll ood rereed" I roll las and the rest of his circle Fucking JCreearing assholes They see anyone associated with the Reign of Terror and think thug Yet they’re the ones picking on the weaker links

"With you graduating andto have to send a e over the summer for people to steer clear fro to have a load on our hands"

"Name the time and place and I’ll be there Pure balls to the wall, brother"

The doors to Eli’s truck sla her elbows like she’s cold She’s statue still as she studies the nores everyone as he lops an arm around Emily’s shoulder and ushers her inside As he opens the door for her, he shoots lare that screah to jump

"Shit," I mumble