“Erm, shit, yeah, okay, well, he’s here for Blair, not us. We need to get rid of him.” “I was thin—” I start, trying to explain, but Cyrus holds his hand up, stopping me. “No need to explain, okay? Let’s get rid of him.” “Just like that?” I ask. “You’re Crew, baby.” Cyrus leans in, pinning me to his brother. “We believe what you say. Your enemies are our enemies, and we will always protect and believe you. We only left him there because he’s nothing, but if he’s bothering you, he’s gone.”
