Chapter 46 Game Over
- I was packed just a few blocks down her house and Bob was strapping a button microphone on his shirt.
- Paul still had that doubtful look on his face and I bet if I wasn’t right there in the car he would have thrown himself at Bob and beaten him within an inch of his life. That’s just the kind of friend he is. My enemies are his and he will always have my back.
- “Are you sure about this?” He whispered.