Fuck? These people were my best shot at getting my life back? I was screwed. Royally, nailed to the wall screwed.
Lifted an eyebrow as I turned back to Jo who was almost laughing. "Guess I won't make any passes at the biker chick then." Spun the empty glass in front of me trying to buy myself some more time.
"So Joanna Beth, is there a special reason you hate me? Or is it just the FBI thing?"