Chapter 158 Hundred And Fifty Eight
- Zane’s POV
- Fletcher leaned back in his chair, a glint in his eye as he reached for the bottle of whiskey. "Alright, boys, time to drink some more," he said with a smirk, his gaze shifting between Zeke and me. He grabbed Zeke's glass, intending to pour him another drink, but Zeke quickly blocked it with his hand.
- "Not tonight, Fletcher," Zeke said, shaking his head with a grin. "I’m tapping out."