“You, alone, can piss off anyone without any help from your friends.’ Vivian pointed out with a ghost of a smirk played up on her soft lips. She went silent and nodded, understanding where Dick’s explanation was going. But, what he said next grabbed her attention. “You wrote to me?” The femme looked away so she didn’t give him the appeasement of smiling at the idea. At least, he wasn’t doing anything creepy like watching her outside her bedroom window or whatever. “Are we almost there?” She asked, clearly changing the subject.
“Well, I’m glad you still have faith in me,” he laughed. He’d gotten into deep trouble before, but nothing had ever scared him like this. You could threaten his life all you wanted, but when someone dared drag his loved ones in, then it was trouble. He wasn’t quite sure how to explain the letters. It had just been something he did from time to time. A wave of relief washed over him when the subject changed. “Just a couple more minutes.”





















