“I was there that day on the boat, asshole, and I was at the funeral, too. I remember everything. I especially remember the smirk you had on your face when my friend was saying goodbye to his father, who, just so happens to be my godfather.” “Was your godfather,” Mark shot back with a cruel smirk. “Joe Gibson is past tense.” Instead of losing the head, I smiled in response, and it seemed to throw him off-kilter. “Is that how you do it?” I asked with a low chuckle. “How you get under people’s skin? You target their deceased loved ones?” I laughed again, thoroughly enjoying how his face
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