My stomach is swirling at the thought of a repeat of that agony and it makes my insides tighten with anxiety.
"It was nothing. Went as planned." He dismisses me with a look that's his normal 'conversation over' face and I gawp at him. The urge to smack him on the head is curbed instantly and instead I follow him a tad aggressively to where he sits down and stand in front of him.
"As planned? What are you talking about? You knew there would be a shootout?" I never once thought he would be behind something like that and put himself in the middle of danger. That takes all sorts of insane, and I thought he was smarter than that.
He surely doesn't mean that, does he?
Alexi frowns, sighs heavily and sits for a moment, regarding me as though torn about what he should tell me. Either that or w
