Chapter 42: Spies

It’s only spying if you get caught. So don’t get caught. – Nan

“Girl, if you’re going to stand there and watch, you should tell us what’s going on.” Nan told Angel. 

Angel stood at the corner of the window watching her dad and Taz. Gran sat on the bright red couch amused at the two women. Her granddaughter hid herself with the dark gray blackout curtains, peeking through a small spot between the curtain and the wall. The young Spaniard was entertaining herself with the electric recliner. 

“He’s holding her hands, and kissing them.” She said a little dreamily and then her voice hardened. “Asshole better be begging for fucking mercy.”

“I think he plans to beg for a very long time.” Nan said over her coffee mug.

“Mother fucker. She looks like she’s going to cry.”

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