Nixx
The house was dark when I finally came back.
Jarek’s people had spent most of the day chasing sightings that led nowhere. Razor’s bike had been spotted twice, Havoc’s face once, and neither sighting got us close enough to put hands on either of them. By the time I walked through Benny’s front door, I was tired, pissed off, and expecting to find everyone asleep upstairs.
Instead, the television was still glowing in the living room.
I stopped just inside the doorway.
Benny was asleep in the middle of the couch with Millie curled against one side of him and JJ tucked against the other. His arm was wrapped around JJ, his hand resting low against her hip, while Millie had wedged herself against his leg without disturbing his injured side.
The scene should have bothered me.
I waited
