Blood Fued
I ask him with curiosity, drawing my gold-plated gun and flicking the safety off.
Niko does squats, his ass almost touches the gravel, and rises to his full height, shrugging. “Trust me when I say there is enough room in these bad boys for me to kick some motherfuckers’ arse in.” He states sternly, which indicates he is speaking from experience. “Just the two of us?” He adds, looking over my shoulder like he is expecting an SUV or two to appear any second.
“I don’t have the patience for anyone else,” I growl, exhaling harshly through my nostrils. “You are all I need by my side right now.” My feet start to move, and I slip into the large hole that’s been cut through the wired fence.
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