Kellen
Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t. I was about to meet Lyla’s parents. I was tense as a mother f*cker. Even though I just had one of the best nuts of my life and my outward appearance showed I was relaxed, I was anything but.
Connie said her father wasn’t as tall as us, but he was big. Even for his age, which Connie said was late sixties. Her mother was as big as she was and just as deadly. She was also whip smart. Not someone you want to f*ck with. Her Uncle Dozer was as tall as Connie, as muscular as me, one scary-looking mother f*cker. Her Aunt Becca was fun, brazen and could shoot the d**k off a flea. Her sister, Resa, was beautiful, sweet and intelligent, she could kill with her bare hands since she was trained just like Lyla was, she just wasn’t an assassin like her sister, mother,
