Page 96 of Rest In Pieces

“Really?” Midas looks surprised.

“No. I’m just driving later. But imagine if I was. You’d feel bad for asking, wouldn’t you?”

“Probably not,” Midas admits, making Hannibal snort.

“I’ll be back in a minute. Amity, you have my permission to kneecap them if they try anything with Tinkerbell.”

I head into the saloon and walk over to the bar where Mac and Toot are sitting. “Dice, can I get a bottle of water and a Diet Coke if we have any?”

“Sure. Give me two secs.”

“Where’s your woman?” Mac asks, taking a swig of his beer.

“Out back with Hannibal and Midas, and her friend Nevaeh.”

“The other bestie is here, and you didn’t tell me!” Toot gasps before getting off his stool and heading out.

“Fuck my life.”

“What’s the big deal?”

“You’ll see.”

Dice hands me the water and a Diet Coke. “Do you want anything else?”

“Yeah, grab me a Miller.”

He grabs a bottle and pops the cap before handing it to me.

“Thanks.” I tip my beer at Dice and head back outside, with Mac following behind me. By the time I reach the table, Nevaeh and Amity are laughing at something Toot must have said.

When he sees me, he scowls. “You didn’t say she was hot.”

“She’s my girl’s sister,” I tell him as I hand Amity and Nevaeh their drinks.

“You make an exception when she’s schoolteacher hot, G. Where’s your damn loyalty?”

I point at Amity. “With her. She gives better head than you do.”

“Now that was just mean,” he pouts, making the girls laugh again as I squeeze in next to Amity.

“Nevaeh’s off limits, so keep your hands and dick to yourself,” I warn him.

“Damn. Cock-blocked by my own VP. Harsh.”

“I hate to break it to you, but you don’t stand a chance with me anyway,” Nevaeh tells him.

“I’ll have you know I’m quite the catch.”

“You tried to steal my bestie.”

“Shit, I did do that. Alright, fine. Tell me you at least have a sister that looks like you.”

The smile drops from Nevaeh’s face so fast it makes everyone at the table fall silent. Amity reaches over and squeezes Nevaeh’s hand.

“Did I just say something I shouldn’t have?” Toot says softly. “I’m sorry.”

Nevaeh nods before taking a sip of her Diet Coke. “It’s fine. You just caught me off guard. I do have a sister, actually. Or Idid. A twin named Citlalli. She was taken from outside our home when we were ten.”