Canon parallel: more fuel for the fire of hate
What word would Nick give them? One word to let them know they were safe. One word he would trust someone else to say to them in his absence, since he’d fully expected to be killed or at least maimed by Fraser when he left them. One word. One word that, in Nick’s mind, meant everything.
Ty took in a deep breath. “Oohrah.”
Zane retrieved his iPad, flipping until he found it. “An A. Two H’s. Two O’s. And an R.”
Nick coughed and curled onto his side, holding his ribs. Ty and Zane both turned to him in concern. Nick was glowering, his green eyes blazing as Kelly sat on the bunk next to him and rested a hand on his shoulder. “Oohrah, boys,” Nick said through gritted teeth.
- Crash & Burn (Kindle Locations 4409-4411).
Whose sorry he’s dead now, bitches?