I walk in and am met with Emilio and Collin leaning over Brian who is applying pressure to a wound on his shoulder.
“Where the hell have you been?” Collin shouted at me turning in my direction.
“What happened?” I asked ignoring that angry demand and rushing over to Brian to see where he has been shot.
“We just got here about five minutes ago. Why didn’t you two stay put!” he then demanded of Carla.
“Hey, back off Collin. We needed a drink alright.” She defended but Collin still looked on the verge of rage.
He had no right to tell us to stay put. We were down the street in a bar for a few hours. That was it. I was not his prisoner or anything and not about to follow his strict orders, damn it!
I continued to ignore his anger, not wanting to incite it further le
