Page 71 of Run, Little Rabbit

She fist pumps the air. “Yeah, baby!”

“You’re a dork.”

“Nah-ah. You can’t say that. We’refriends,” she sings, and I am already regretting agreeing to this friendship.

“It’s part of the rules. I can insult you, and you can’t get pissed at me.”

“Pfft. That isnothow it works.”

“It’s how friendship with me works.” I shrug. “Take it or leave it.”

“Fine, but know I’m going to insult you right back, you knobjockey.”

I raise my brow. “Knobjockey?”

“Yes. That’s the insult I’m going with and I’m sticking to it.”

“Alright, killer. If that’s the hill you want to die on.”

She folds her arms across her chest. “Absolutely.”

Her mouth twitches, which ruins the deadly stare she’s trying to throw my way.

“You’re an ass,” I say with a roll of my eyes.

“Careful now, you roll those eyes too hard, and you might actually find your brain.”

I down another shot, the alcohol burning my throat and settling in my stomach like fire. “I’m not even dignifying that with an answer.”

“Boo,” she slurs slightly.

I pull the vodka bottle a bit closer to me. “No more for you.”

“Boo,” she says again, a chuckle escaping her smile.

“Come on. Let’s organise sending this blackmail to your father.”

She claps her hands and lets out a little squeal of excitement. “I knew you’d be on board with my excellent plan.”

I snort and walk over to my computer. “I just don’t want to be your next victim.”

“Pssht, like that is ever going to happen.”

“Never say never, killer.” I pull up the file on her mum and—

The front door slams open, and Veon storms in looking all fierce and intimidating. No one should look that good while pissed off.

“We’ve got to go. Now,” Veon snaps, and something in his tone has me standing to attention.

In more ways than one.

Veon scowls at me. “Not you. Family only.”

His words cut like a knife. Jeez, I know I’m not family, but I can be fucking useful.

“What’s happened?” Echo asks, all traces of alcohol vanishing in her worry.

Veon’s gaze loses some of its harshness as he turns towards her. “There’s been an explosion at the South Side Warehouse. Your father has called an emergency meeting.”