Chapter 94

"Kev! Kev!" Chloe waved her slim little hand as soon as she spotted Kevin with his hair all messy like he'd just wrestled a tornado. Kevin dashed over, arms spread wide like he was about to scoop the tiny girl into a hug—only to feel his collar yank back hard. No matter how he leaned, he just couldn't get to her. He twitched a smile, glancing sideways. Megan stared at him with a smirk, clearly entertained. "Don't you think those arms of yours are reaching a little too far?" Kevin took a step back, not even bothering to argue. "Didn't manage to hug her. Guess they're still too short." Then his gaze landed on Tristan, blood staining his shirt. His eyes flew open. "Damn! You got shot? Who did it?!" Tristan's face was tight. "No clue. Got a smoke?" Kevin fished a pack and a silver lighter from his suit pocket, handing them over. Tristan slid a cigarette out, lit it with a flick, the flame tinting the tip red. He took a deep drag and exhaled through gritted teeth. "They used some kind of So