“Not tonight, Patty. I’m looking for something a little sweeter.” He laughs as if he made a great joke and didn’t hurt Patty’s feelings in the process.

With a stomp of her bare foot, Patty rushes back inside the trailer, slamming the door behind her.

“Boss, I think you really pissed Patty off. We still haven’t gotten the merchandise from her.” Two-Bit shifts from foot to foot, knowing how much trouble he can get into by questioning Deadeye.

“Don’t you ever question me about my business again.” Deadeye grabs Two-Bit by the back of his t-shirt and twists it tightly. “And don’t worry, the merchandise is as good as mine.” Deadeye gives Two-Bit a hard shove as he lets go of his shirt, sending him stumbling into the gravel.

“Yes, Boss.” Two-Bit scrambles to his feet, but not before glaring at Piper and Phoebe as if it’s their fault Deadeye treated him that way.

“Let’s go, boys.” Deadeye doesn’t spare Piper and Phoebe a second glance, already treating them like his property as he slides his leg over the seat of his motorcycle, starting it with ease, then takes off down the gravel road of the trailer park, not caring whether Two-Bit and I are following.

I want to apologize for his and Two-Bit’s behavior, but I can’t—it’s too risky. Instead, I give Piper a quick nod and follow Two-Bit to where our bikes are parked and ride out after Deadeye, knowing I need to figure out a way to apologize to Piper.