Page 12 of Balls to the Walls


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So, we were going that route. “Obviously, you need to watch a few more movies before you try and pull that off.”

“It’s called dramatic license,” he argued.

“It’s called a complete lie. We all know you didn’t get on a plane with two thugs and then make it back in time for work the next morning.”

“Rafe has connections.”

“Rafe wasn’t on the plane,” I argued.

“He was Mr. Dark and Dangerous. I thought that much was obvious.”

“If he was Mr. Dark and Dangerous, there’s no fucking way you would have gotten the drop on him, let alone made it out of that plane in a fucking raft. Not to mention that Rafe wouldn’t transport you like that. Or wear a fedora!”

“Alright, so maybe Rafe wasn’t on the plane, but he was responsible for all of it. And you know as well as I do that even Rafe can be tricked. We did it before at his mountainside compound. What makes you so sure we couldn’t pull it off again?”

“Because at the mountainside compound, there was a whole team working to get out of there. Sorry if I don’t believe that you pulled that off all on your own.” I shoved the antibiotics at him. “Take two a day. And try not to overdo it with your outrageous stories between now and when the stitches come out. We wouldn’t want you to die from bad storytelling.”

I turned and opened the door, walking out of the room.

“Wait! You said you wanted to know what happened!”

He was limping down the hall after me in only his pants. The truth was, I needed to know what happened, but not if he was going to tell me some bullshit story that didn’t make any sense.

I turned, and he nearly slammed into me. “Fine, tell me the truth, but if I hear anymore mention of Tommy guns, I’m out of here.”

“Cross my heart, hope to die,” he grinned.

“I wouldn’t bet on that. With your luck, you’re a dead man either way.”

“Um…with my luck? Did you really just say that to me? You all thought I was dead for the past year.”

I hated that he had a point. “Fine, tell me the real story.”

He motioned for me to walk forward. I headed for the break room and grabbed a pan, preparing some food for us. Even if I didn’t like the guy’s lies, he still needed to eat, and people tended to talk more when they were shoving food in their mouth.

“So, Rafe really did come see me about a month before the explosion.”

“But I take it he didn’t toss you on a plane.”

He grinned at me. “Well, that’s where it gets tricky,” he said, leading into another story.

8

FNG

Before the airplane ride.

Approximately 1 year, 4 months, 27 days, 23 hours, 12 minutes, and 54 seconds ago…

The common room was dead.It was just me and Red, and the only reason he was here was because Cotton and Zoe were taking care of the kids. So, we were watching some stupid movie about a woman trying to ensnare a man. This man had made the dumbest move ever.

“Ugh!” I sighed. “Why do men always make this mistake? I’m so fucking tired of watching movies where men are idiots.”

Red turned and raised an eyebrow at me. “Why is he an idiot?”

“Because obviously the woman is going to have some sick fascination with him now. Everyone knows you never let a woman spend the night.”

“He’s dating her. What was he supposed to do?”

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