Ash was trying to keep himself calm but was thoroughly overwhelmed, and the urge to smoke a joint right about now was strong.
He kept his eyes locked on Marcus, who looked the same as ever. Dirty blonde hair, greased down with gel, a short stubble on his sharp features and the same brown eyes as his, he had always been handsome. Before things went south, his mother had often seen how similar the two always looked, and he would light up, but now, any comparison to the man standing before him made him shiver with disgust.
“How did you find out where we moved to?” Dai deadpanned, his arms crossed over his chest.
Ash saw Lucky tightly gripping the back of Dai’s jacket as he partly hid behind him, and he would not let any harm come to either of them. It was his fault they had lost their fami
