“Speaking of Kieran…” Tension crept into my muscles. “What about him?” “He’s not here.” I said nothing. Delano stared at me. A second turned to three and then tripled. “That’s not normal.” How in the fuck did Delano realize things weren’t so-called normal when the shit went down only an hour or so ago? “He’s got things to do.” “Is that what you’re going with?”
