*Leo*

For a while, now, I’ve felt like I was spinning my wheels with Darion. The boy had a head as hard as two sacks of bricks and about as much sense as them, too. Majority of the time, I wanted to slap some sense into the boy, and other times, I wanted to shoot him. I figured that would put both of us out of our misery.

Darion was the antithesis of all me and Franky stood for. We didn’t shirk our duties. We didn’t half do shit then swore we did our jobs. We ...