Eric turned to Liev as they walked through the building Liev recently purchased.
“We f****d up bad,” Liev noted the sad expression on Eric’s face.
“Ya think?” Eric tried to keep the sarcasm from spilling out, but it was impossible. “I told you we should have included her, brought her into the room and into the plan but you insisted with her aversion to violence and blood it was best not to stress her out due to her pregnancy. Now she not only saw my f*****g texts to Peyton, but she also believes I was lying about this,” he waved his hands around the theatre.
“Well, it was supposed to be a cover for what we’re doing later, and we didn’t lie.”
“She’s pissed Liev,” Eric looked around the space. “This was supposed to be your wedding present to her and now she’s going to always look at it
