Butcher
I checked my phone as it beeps for the millionth time. What is it with texting in sentences? Can’t a person text in paragraph form. I snorted at Beast’s latest text. Like I didn’t know they were staying at Lia’s and Owen’s tonight. Kid acts like I’m his father. Well, sh*t, I am practically his father. He’s been with me just as long as his actual father, before he died.
Leaning back in my chair, I thought about that scrawny kid running from one of the worst nights of his life. It’s hard losing a best friend the way Beast lost his. He turned out to be one of the best men I knew. He was loyal, did his job, kept secrets well, and could kill as good as any of my men. Making him Secretary was one of my best ideas too. Kid was organized when it came to our meetings. His not
