#Chapter97

Drunken Antics

Nash

After finding out that Bryson and Tiffany caused the mess, I visited Bryson. I leaned against the wall when Bryson came strolling out of a store.

“That was a neat little stunt you pulled back there on Halloween, trying to embarrass my brothers. Then letting Maggie take the fall.” My deep voice caught Bryson off guard.

Bryson stopped. “I don’t know what you mean.”

I stood up and walked over to him. “You don’t know what I mean, you tool. How dumb do you think I am?”

“Well…”

“It’s funny. I don’t know what Mags saw in you. To me, you’re a weasel who prefers to...