Chapter 67

"What? I talked to him last night and he told me you guys hung out for a few hours but he wouldn't tell me what you talked about. Just said you got into it." The guy replied dumbly. Tanner smacked his hands over his face before dragging them down in a frustrated manner. "Buck, could you go load this box into the car please," I said, though it most definitely came out as an order. He glanced my way before giving Tanner and oh shit look and nodding. He grabbed the box from the ground and bolted out of the apartment, clearly not wanting to stick around for the fight Tanner and I were most definitely going to have. Tanner turned with an exasperated huff before placing his hands on his hips with a wary expression, preparing for the verbal beatdown I was about to give him. "So, when you told me a few days ago that you hadn't had contact with Scar in at least a month, you were clearly lying," I stated, aggravation heavy in my tone. He opened his mouth to