"Pierce was denied."
I close my eyes and take a slow breath.
Go to your happy place.
My heart starts the slow drum roll, a sickness overcoming me.
Flix looks stressed with his pale features and his rapid gum chewing. "Pierce is yelling at me for letting you marry Ajax without clearance," he pauses, "Looks like we both are in deep shit," he says and comes to stand beside me with his hand on his little hip, gum chewing erratic. "We are in like in a giant hole filled with used hooker undies."
I look at him and my mouth twitches. "Are trying to cheer me up?"
Flix forces a smile. "That's a dirty ass hole to be in, and we are in it neck deep. We gone need some antibiotics, girl."
I take a breath and smack him on the head. "Tell Pierce to appeal it, damnit. I have dealt with lawyers and the court systems all my life. Pierce can appeal that. He needs to bring bigger guns to the fight."