"OG, did you ever figure out how to heal the trauma?" Busted Balls No. 2 asked.
"Nah, didn't find a way to fix the trauma," Griffin said, shaking his head. "But... I did find a new way to live."
He didn't sound too down about it. He turned and gave Brandon a quick glance.
Brandon's face darkened, and he instinctively took another step away from him.
Busted Balls No. 2 froze for a second, then the meaning clicked. Griffin's words had just opened a door to a whole new world for him. Yeah... that really did sound like a pretty damn good lifestyle.
Truth be told, he'd been toying with the idea even before the whole Busted Balls incident.
Leah stepped forward. "Mia, you guys came all the way out here—must've gotten some intel, right?"
