Irial groaned and just sat down. This was horrible. He loathed being the center of attention....couldn't they all just go away? Please?

He glanced at his brother, then the boy who'd offered him an escape. "Ari..." he warned. "I might be going back sooner than I thought."

He was just ticking off everyone who came near him. At least he was getting enough anger and...what?!

"I am NOT IN THE MAFIA!" he shouted angrily.