Fuck you! Why don't we cut the pussyfootin’ bullshit, and just tell me why the fuck I'm here.”
I dropped the docs on the table, sliding them across the polished surface. They stopped right in front of him.
I ain’t got a fuckin’ death wish like you.”
He jerked back, confused by my declaration. Waiting a few seconds before he opened the first file. The one I placed right on top just for him.
“I gotta know. Did ya really think I wouldn’t have figured it out? I just wanna know how fuckin’ stupid you really think I am.”
His eyes were glued to the first photo, the realization of what I knew immediately took over his face. He swallowed hard, looking me dead in the eyes. “Creed, it ain’t what it looks like.”
I cocked my head to the side. “A picture is worth a thousand words so are all those fuckin’ documents. So, I’ll ask you again… did ya think I wouldn’t have fuckin’ figured it out?”
✭☆From USA TODAY BESTSELLING Author M. Robinson ☆✭