“Do you do this often?” Kohen halts and angles his head to give me a perplexed look. “Shut up, Blaze.” I make the motion of zipping my lips shut, and he starts walking again. “But seriously, do you?” He sighs. “Okay, Mr. Drama.” I roll my eyes. “Chill out. It’s a genuine question. I’m just trying to figure out whether I’m murdering someone with an amateur or a pro.” “No, Blaze. I do not commit homicide often,” he says, exasperated.
