Page 21 of Property of Bob

The fucker had both lips pressed together so hard they were almost gone.

“What?”

Prime shook his head.

Shay elbowed him.

He coughed.

“What the fuck is wrong with him?” I asked.

Ramona closed her eyes.

Anchor laughed.

Skull looked between all of us. “What the hell am I missing?”

Prime lost it.

He bent forward and slapped a hand over his mouth, but that didn’t do shit to stop the laughter.

I looked at Anchor.

He wasn’t helping.

Shay was shaking her head.

Ramona opened her eyes and pointed at Prime. “I told you to get amnesia.”

Prime straightened. “You just called him Ash.”

“Because that’s his name.”

Skull’s head slowly turned toward me.

I knew exactly where this was going.

“No.”

His eyebrows shot up. “No fucking way.”

“Skull.”

“Your name is Ash?” he whispered.

“Shut the fuck up.”

Ramona cleared her throat. “Technically—”

I pointed at her. “Don’t.”

Her mouth snapped shut, then she smiled.

Fuck, I remembered that smile. I hadn’t realized I did until right then.

“Technically what?” Skull asked.

“Nothing,” I growled.