Like I said, you got a problem again, call the station and aks for me.” “Ask.” Takoda glared, his lips thinning. I didn’t feel bad about correcting him that time and let a smile crest my face as I held his gaze. “You know that’s fucking irritating as hell, right?” But he was smiling too, and there was little to no heat behind the words. “Dad’s mentioned it once or twice.”
