Chapter 173

"This has got to be the stupidest fucking idea you've ever had." Sitting in the front passenger seat of Fenton's car, Harper glared at me in the rear view mirror, his dark brows knotted together. His eyes were heavy with a thunderous mood that threatened to break and rain heavily down upon everyone and everything, particularly me. I sighed, exhausted. We'd been over this so many times. We'd discussed the plans, argued with each other, ranted till I thought we might actually come to blows and still he was fighting this right up until the last minute. The problem was that despite being mildly irritated that he wasn't prepared to accept this was happening and was belligerently blocking the plans at every possible opportunity, I understood his reservations completely. I got it. A big part of me agreed that this really might be the stupidest fucking idea I'd ever had and to be fair, I'd had a few of those in my time. Even Fenton, who would usually relish the chance