Peak

“Hello boss.” They strolled into the holding house where Storm had been awaiting them in the dimly lit basement.

“Why’s he all battered?”

“He tried to shoot Jack and Maureen.”

“Motherfucker.” Storm chuckled while the rest stood at various sides of the small room.

“Give us a minute.” He said and they all excused him, all except Tequila.

“As I heard, you had something to say?”

“I’m not saying nothing.” Ross was being stubborn.