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“Never found the bastard, have I?”
Price’s eyebrow twitches. Ghost’s head tilts, slow and predatory, and Johnny feels the weight of that stare like a hand on the back of his neck, heavier now after the way Ghost watched him drink.
“The bastard?” Gaz asks, innocent as Sunday school, his voice low and warm right beside Johnny.
“My prostate, ye daft cunt.” Johnny laughs, but it comes out jagged, embarrassed heat crawling up his neck.
Oh God this was a mistake.