“Cadieux started talking shit about you, and I just lost it.” Hayes got into a fight because of me? “You can’t let those kinds of people get to you.” I grab the damp washcloth next to him and wipe away gouts of blood from his knuckles. He winces from the contact, but he doesn’t pull away. His tongue is sharp, like a double-edged blade. “If anyone hurts the people I care about, I’m going to do everything in my power to make them regret it.”
