“No, he’s right.” I shrug. “My dad does hate your dad.”
No point in denying it.
“Jason Foley got what he deserved,” Felix says.
“Gotta admit, he was a shitty lover,” her mom, Lana, says.
Sunny snorts. “You fucked his dad?”
“What can I say?” Lana shrugs. “He served his purpose. It was a long time ago.”
“He served by letting me take his girl,” another dude with a white eye and wavy brown hair muses.
“So why are you here, exactly?” a girl with long blond hair asks.
“Because I invited him,” Sunny says.
A dude with a scorpion tattoo on his neck says, “He put you in jail.”
That might be her half brother, if my memory serves me right.
“And he got me out of there too,” she replies.
Everyone stares at me again, so I open my mouth. “I got a Bones Brotherhood to take the fall for her.”
Some guy with tats all over and his brown hair in a bun says, “A cop who lies? Interesting.”
“José was a threat to society, so it’s a good thing he’s behind bars.”
“How did you do it then?” a girl with painted red hair asks.
“Simple. It was either jail or death.”
There are gasps all around the room.
“A cop? Threatening violence?” A lanky guy with glasses snorts. “Don’t see that every day.”
“I learned from the best,” I retort, quickly eyeing Sunny.
“So you wanted him to come and explain himself, or what exactly?” a dude with bright blue eyes and blond hair asks, andI recognize him because I’ve seen him before at the station. Her dad, Nathan Reed.
“I wanted to apologize for the pain I’ve caused,” I say, licking my lips. “I … had the best intentions.”
“Best intentions my ass, you just wanted to arrest someone to get all the honor for ‘cleaning up this city,’” Felix’s son barks. “You fuckers don’t do shit. We do all the work.”
“I understand you’re angry, and rightfully so. Justice is important to me. And I think we all know that none of you here are strangers to violence.”
They grow silent now.
“However, I don’t intend to add fuel to the fire by arresting anyone else.”
“Gee, thanks,” the girl with the painted red hair mocks.
“What he means to say is that he knows Sunny is a killer, but he’ll protect her anyway,” Xavier intervenes. “Right, Foley?”
It’s as if the temperature in the room instantly dropped ten degrees.
“Yes. I’ll try my best.”
