What the hell, Kyle? How many damn times have you snuck out of the house?”
Kyle’s laugh filled the small car. “Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to. Now tell me more about this drug den.” Kyle cranked the heat up to full blast to counter the night wind as they drove.
“Well, it was scary at eight-thirty in the morning, so at ten o’clock at night, we should crap our pants.”
“Ah, good times. This should be fun,” Kyle said with a smile.

Autore: Debra Anastasia