A bolt of twisted excitement races through me. This is not going to end well for Emmie. “Hey, how’d it… go?” I whisper the end of the question as he storms past me. I can’t help but smirk as he marches toward his car and walks around the side. The car that delivered him home disappears about two seconds before he booms, “Motherfucking cunt. I’m going to fucking kill her.”
