"Oh yeah. So which one of you two little bastards robbed me? What the actual fuck are you two playing at? Do you have any idea how long I was saving?" James yelled angrily as he came from the bedroom ready to yell all manner of things and there was Hartley, on the verge of tears from the looks, beaten, limping and suddenly the text he got from Axel made a lot more sense and he felt his anger melt into sadness. Shit. James sucked in a deep breath and exhaled. "-- Never mind. Who needs money?"

He did if he ever wanted to upgrade in life but hell, he was sure there had to be a good reason. Just one look at Hartley said there was. "Jesus, Hart. What the hell happened?"