"Sometimes I wonder why you're not in prison."

I yawned and rolled over in my bed and looked up at Adam who was standing by my door. "So do I," I grumbled.

"Shooting two guys, huh?" He said and I groaned as I sat up in bed.

"You're not annoyed," I commented. "Why aren't you angry at me?"

"Because I don't like the guys," Adam shrugged.

"So if I shot Eli would you be annoyed at me then?" I wondered.

"I don't particularly like the kid, but he saved your life," Adam said. "So yes, I'd be annoyed."

"Damn," I said and chuckled. "How much shit am I in?"

"None."...