Shady

Faulkner was terrible. He'd been trying so hard to give the book an honest chance, but he hated it so much. Why wouldn't the man just use a period every ...

Shit. He supposed he should have seen this one coming. Maybe it was an innocuous question. Or, maybe he was starting to doubt Derik's cover. Which, would make sense, given ...

Pratik was vaguely aware he was getting a sour look from the man, but couldn't be bothered to care. He pulled his ad closer to himself. It appeared to be ...

Pratik couldn't sleep. He was too aggravated about the unfairness of the entire situation. It was unfair that Tracey got treated like she did. It was unfair that he had ...

Pratik stared at himself in the broken mirror hanging over the sink. He'd taken off his shirt, but there was still blood smeared on his chest. More blood on his ...

Pratik kicked himself mentally as he made his escape. He was usually so good at choosing what persona he wanted to pursue. Usually, he chose to come across as grouchy ...

Derik thought for a moment. "Same for me. I was going to eat on the road once I picked up the scent of my target and then... well..."

"I don't pity you," Jerica snapped. "You're a raging psychobitch that's pissing me the fuck off. You probably do deserve to be here just as much as I do, but ...

So, he didn't know. "Ah... well, I'm sure whatever it is will taste fantastic with how hungry I am. I'm starving."

He was a giant toddler. Derik watched him and shook his head, then flopped back on his own bed with a sigh of relief. This was exactly what he needed ...

"Says the man sprawled in the middle of the floor." Derik flopped down on the bed and started pulling his boots off.

"I know." That was the wrong response. He knew it the instant it was out of his mouth, but it was too late to take it back. He probably sounded ...

"Alright, 4-toe Kazzy," Derik retorted, watching -- entirely unimpressed -- as Kaz threw himself down in the middle of the floor. He stepped directly over Kaz's abdomen to walk towards ...

"And get food," Derik commented with a nod, not sure which one he was more grateful for at that point. He scanned for the right room and then let them ...

Pratik snorted and his smirk grew. The more she talked, the worse it got, and the more amused he was. "I look like I took on the entire football team ...