“I didn’t do that, Bobby. You have to believe me.”
“I’d hate to be the man who did that to Ramon. That man will die badly.”
“Nobody needs to die here.” Danny was getting nervous.
“What’s in your pocket, Daniel?” Bobby took a step toward his friend
“Don’t come near me,” Danny cautioned, holding out his left hand like a stop sign. His right hand stayed in his pocket.
Bobby took a step “We never used to have secrets When we were ten we cut our hands and did blood brothers.”
© 2013 Dellani Oakes