Chas isn’t necessarily fearing for his life; he’s been targeted for a number of things in his day ( and thanks to a special kind of bastard, he finds himself in more shite than he’d like to ) but where there should be concern for the reason he’s being followed, his anger is quickly taking the lead. He can’t head home on the chance that he’ll endanger his family, so he’s trudged along six blocks in the wrong direction until he finally slows to a stop, turning.
“—Ye got a fuckin’ problem, mate?”
“Besides the fact I’ve followed you for…”he actually had to remember how many blocks it was. “More than five – maybe ten or so.” Ky didn’t really care about how long it was, but he also couldn’t resist poking Chas about it. “I would have thought you’d caught on before the second block.” Or maybe that was his own vanity talking.
“But to answer your question? No, I don’t have a problem, but that could change.”
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