“For her sake, then, you should put a stop to the games you’re playin’,” Wrath murmured. “’Cause I might’a been wrong ’bout the look on your face, but anyone with eyes can see she lives for you, and she’d die for you in a second.” He turned and stomped away to where Zeus and Bat were porin’ over a map of the highway, leavin’ me shell-shocked and irritated. “Fuckin’ bikers,” I muttered.
