Nixx
I went back to watching the house, but the corner of my mouth kept threatening to move again, which only proved Benny was dangerous in ways most people didn’t give him enough credit for. He could loosen tension without trying. Could make a man remember he existed outside the job, even when the job had been swallowing him whole for weeks.
Maybe that was why Marcus had sent him. Maybe Marcus knew exactly what he was doing.
Annoying bastard.
Benny leaned against his bike beside me, apparently content to let the quiet settle for a few minutes. That was another thing people missed about him. They saw the grin and the jokes and assumed he didn’t know how to shut up. Benny knew exactly when to be quiet. He just chose not to unless it mattered.
Today, apparently, it mattered.
After a wh
