“It was a long time ago,” I murmur. “A lifetime, really. Guess I just… wasn’t expecting to run into him again in this one.”
“It’s just like him, though. To get us shot at.” I force a laugh out of me. “Seriously, typical Brad. Always screwing with thewrong people.”
Yulian goes still. Suddenly, I wonder if I’ve said the wrong thing. After all, Yulian did take me to Brad’s wedding. Maybe theyreally are friends?
But no, that can’t be. The way Yulian snatched Brad’s wrist out of the air, keeping him from touching me…
That wasn’t a friendly gesture.
“The wrong people, huh?” Yulian echoes eventually. “Sounds like he keeps bad company.”
“The worst,” I assure him. “He always had a knack for hanging out with dangerous crowds. Guess he thought it’d make himdangerous by association.”
“Dangerous
