“Oh, Mary Murphy, you are so very wrong about whose business I’m here to conduct. You see, I am part of the family by way of being Brian’s partner.”
“You disgusting pig,” Mary shouted as she slapped Brian across his still bruised face. “How dare you bring your deviant lifestyle into my home and shove it in my face? I’m going to call the police and your dear mother is going to find herself out on her ear.”
Bear grabbed Mary’s arm before she could take another shot at Brian. He noticed she didn’t attempt to assault him. He heard the car door open and Junior stepped onto the curb with his cousin, Frankie.
“As far as calling the police is concerned, Ms. Murphy, isn’t it convenient I brought a county sheriff’s deputy along with me?