Bernard
He rubbed his temples while listening to the arguing of the two buffoons in front of him.
“I’m not the one who was supposed to make sure the other one didn’t come!” Scout was an aggravating little s**t, but he had the brain of a brilliant scientist. He had use. For now.
“I had it handled, they just needed to wait in the car. It’s not my fault your s**t lasted as long as it did!”
“They shouldn’t have come. Now we have Jack-f*****g-Stone searching for our asses, and he has not only the Nephilim in his back pocket and her monster dog, he has,” Scout counted off on his fingers, “the Alphas of Diamond Sky, their whole crew of annoying idiots, and the two little Alpha nephews who know what I look like.”
Jackson smirked, “too bad for you.”
“Will you two stop talkin
