“What’s your problem?” TJ’s voice must snap Briar back into reality because he takes the time to shove his legs back into his sweats before he pulls open the door.
“Explain yourself,” Lynch snaps.
I can’t see him because Briar’s wide shoulders are blocking my view, but I know that tone.
“It isn’t a big fucking deal,” TJ hisses, and I’m certain his knife is in his grip even if he has no intention of using it.
“Not a big deal? Are you fucking kidding me? Since when is having a girl locked in a cage in the basement, not a big fucking deal?”
And true to Ravens Ruin history, the cycle of chaos continues.