As the pair of arms clamped around him, Xian was nearly bowled over by the force of the other person’s impact. It seemed that Will Crafter had really come over at a run.
“Goddamnit,” Xian cursed under his breath while he was bent forward, still supporting Will’s weight. He tried to shrug the other guy off, but Will was being too rowdy above him.
“What’s up, what’s poppin’?” Will seemed to be asking Xian. However, the strained glance Xian threw behind him showed that Will, looking impossibly cheerful, was actually staring straight at Lance.
Alarmed despite himself, Xian was about to say, “Get off me already!” when he suddenly felt Will’s weight disappear and he could straighten up again.
He immediately turned toward the two other men, and sure enough, he saw Lance’s hand tightly grippin
