She was the literal meaning of cum dumpster.
PERIOD.
“What the hell are you doing, CJ?” Ethan asked his brother in frustration. “You know she’s a walking nightmare!”
Callen began crying.
“Letter. I’m sorry. I don’t hate you. Just let me die.”
Well, shit.
Why wasn’t he shocked that his brother read the letter he told him to toss?
Well, that explained his role in this.
No shock there.
“Why was she here?” he asked, picking up the woman’s things, and then tearing them into pieces. Then, he handed them to Gene.
“Toss these out there to that skank so she can string them together to make a noose for herself!”
Gene didn’t know whether to laugh or worry about everyone’s sanity. Granted, he was the one on pain meds, and this whole thing…
It was wild.
Like‘As the Rez Turns’wild.
“Uh, okay,” he said, doing just that. The banging on the door had subsided, and he hoped the woman had enough sense to ride her ass home.
Quickly.
When he was gone, Ethan pointed at Callen.
“I’m going to get you into the shower and get some booze out of you. She got you beyond drunk so she could get knocked up.”
This pissed him off.
That was why Ethan wasn’t worried about her calling the police on him.
What she did…
That was…assault.
There wasn’t a deputy on this shithole reservation that wouldn’t side with Callen. They all know Kaya was a walking man trap.
Ethan was just grateful he got back here. Yeah, he knew why Callen and Timothy wanted him out of here.
This.
Getting onto the bed with his brother, he helped him sit up. As he did, Callen was struggling. Had he not shown up, there was no doubt Kaya would have fucked and run, leaving Callen to aspirate on his own vomit or die of alcohol poisoning.
“We have to make you puke.”
Callen was crying.
“Just let me die,” he whispered.
Yeah, that wasn’t happening.
