“I’ll put something out. Just go out the other door to the bedroom and I’ll put them on the bed.” I clear my throat. It’s the f*****g shirt thing that’s screwing with my head. A goddamned piece of cotton throwing me off.
I turn to the kitchen, right as my phone starts ringing. I silently thank God that Aleksey has chosen this minute to interrupt.
I wait until I hear the bathroom door shut and the lock click before I answer my buzzing phone.
“PD found the bodies and there’s a witness. They got to him before I could.”
That f*****g weasel Hogan. He’d better keep his mouth shut. “s**t. He’s got a broken jaw though, so at least he won’t be saying much for a little while.”
I tense up my fist. I should’ve broken more than his jaw. I probably should have killed him, to be honest. God knows th
