“Among other things.” The bastard took a sip of my drink without asking, scowling at the mug. “That’s some weak-ass coffee. Anyway, I also changed the brakes, the oil filter, the alternator, the battery, and the water pumps.” I blinked in shock. “Did you keep anything at all? The Little Trees air freshener on my rearview mirror?” “Changed that one too.” He glided like a swan over water toward the fridge, flinging it open and peering inside. “No offense, but it smelled like the underside of toenails after you cut them.” “You’re depraved,” I announced with a scowl. He shrugged. “And you’re still
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