Callan

My damn shirt is half unbuttoned from the alterations and I have blood splatter on me. I have to go change clothes and maybe ice my knuckles if I don't want them so obviously bruised. I wouldn't care if not for my legal business meeting I have tomorrow, it involves my legal establishment which means it is not mafia related at all.

“Hell, that was wild.” Bryce huffed as we slipped into the car.

I could barely see people coming out of stores and houses to see what commotion had gone on, we drove opposite that way so nobody caught any glimpse of our faces. Like I said, I...