The Prison Bully Poured Coffee on the Quiet New Inmate! He Didn’t Know Who He Was Testing…

fix enough.”

Bull absorbed that with visible discomfort. His hands opened and closed at his sides.

“My brother died when I was nineteen,” he said abruptly. “Man at a club poured a drink on him. My brother laughed it off. Didn’t want trouble. They followed him outside anyway.”

No one moved.

Bull stared at the floor between them. “I told myself after that,continue reading …