I turn to Beef, rolling up my shirtsleeves. “Who are these assholes?” “Townies.” Beef shakes his head, even though he and I both know it’s pointless. “Ford. You’re not Wyatt,” he warns. “I just got a new sign.” I roll my neck out. Flex a fist. “Give me a shot.” “Ford.” “Give me a goddamn shot, Beef.” He does it, and I shoot it back. Then I glance over at the man. He’s staring up at Reese like he’s already got her in his bed. “Hey, buddy, you like that girl?” His ugly face grins at me. “Yeah, man, she’s got a real nice p—” I fucking punch him. My knuckles shatter his jaw, and I grin at the
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