Whatthe…?
He continued staring with that hard, empty gaze, turning the room a frigid temperature that left my breath steaming in front of my face.
“The 10 Club stays,” he said. “And tell my brother to stay the fuck out of my way.”
I blinked, and he was gone. Poof!
Shivering like mad, I swallowed the lump of cold dread stuck in my throat.
“Hey! Your dog just tried to lick my d—Teddi? What’s wrong?”
I looked at Mack, who stood in the doorway, buck naked, holding a tall glass of water in each hand.
I couldn’t speak.
“Teddi? What the fuck is wrong?” Mack repeated.
Once again, I swallowed hard. “Umm…” I pointed my shaking hand at the doorway where the real Mack now stood. “Y-y-your br-br-brother.”
“What about him?”
“He’s back. And it’s not the-the good one.” It wasn’t the living one either.
The glasses in Mack’s hands slipped and crashed on the floor. “Fuck.”
THE END