“Glad to hear it,” he replied almost immediately before downing the last of his beer and nervously running a hand through his hair. “Not saying the fuck didn’t deserve it.” Stefan was a lot of things, and let a lot of things slide. Regardless if he was capable of murder, Stefan was grateful that he had managed to scrape by with theft and the occasional ass kicking. But rape? No excuse.
“It’s just... you know. Shit’s complicated enough with...” He made some offhand gesture to both him and his surroundings. Everything was complicated enough with Stefan’s job description. Throwing Illy’s do-gooding boyfriend into the mix made it ten times worse. “You might want to take up running instead. You know, if you ever miss the thrill of the chase.” He waved his empty bottle at Cole, silently asking if he wanted another, as he crept back toward the ktichen.