“Not exactly.” I said looking back at the map.
“But close.” He said.
“Close enough.” I said.
“You should tell Blade.” Drake said before exhaling sharply.
“I will.” I said.
“That sounded delayed.” He said.
“Because I’m still thinking.” I said.
“Storm.” He said as his eyes narrowed.
“You know what his biggest problem is?” I asked looking directly at him.
“He’s a psychopath?” He asked.
“He think’s he’s the smartest person in every room.” I said.
Drake stayed quiet and I could tell he already knew where my brain was heading and he absolutely hated it.
“You wanna use that against him.” He muttered.
“I wanna stop reacting and start controlling something.” I said.
“That usually gets people killed.” He said.
“So does waiting.” I said.
The clubhouse stayed quiet around
