บท 8: Chapter 8

But when Ross slowly lowered his hands, to reveal a snarl of anger, Ash was more than happy to push his acceptance of his own fault aside.

“You son of a bitch.” Ross took a few steps forward. “I can’t believe you would show your face in Boston again. You absolutely broke my heart, and now you come waltzing back in here like you own the place? That takes balls of solid steel.” His face was bright red, and his eyes shone in the weird ancient light.