“I’m sure I could manage if
you gave me reason, but how about you don’t?” This would be easier on both of
them if they could reach some sort of truce, although he was prepared to fight
her every second if he had to.
“Well I could just put a bullet between your eyes right now and call it a fucking day.” It wouldn’t be all that difficult as she was always armed, but she had a feeling her mother would lecture her. Not about killing him, no, but about how hard it is to get blood out of the carpet.





