I love my mom, but Im not sure I can do what my father asks to save her life.
I can hold my own in a fight. Always have. This isnt the kind of fight Im used to. I can brawl with my fists or wits, but this is serial killers. I have to work with my childhood friend turned mortal enemy, Neco Argent . He used to avoid looking at me and now hes staring. Id hit him, but hes apparently one of the serial killers were supposed to be catching.
How is this my life?
