Teddy was probably much more familiar with Tassos than the other was with him, but that was only due to Chance’s hatred of Tass and the fact he’d hardly been quiet about those feelings since Teddy was a kid, meaning all Teddy knew of his grandfather was the venom his father held for him and that it had poisoned his own opinion of him, though perhaps slightly less, owing only to the fact that Teddy had never actually met Tass in person.
What was it with his son and twisting kids? He could never understand why it seemed so damn important to Chance that his kids end up the same fucked up disaster he had somehow turned out to be and it honestly upset Tass greatly.
“Being a serial killer isn’t going to get you very far in life,” he pointed out, crossing his arms and staring the boy down. “Surely you’re aware of that.”
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