Page 375 of Black Reign

Jade takes three slow steps toward the phone.

That is somehow the most threatening response.

I set my glass down.

“Oh. Yeah.”

Drew's jaw falls open.

“OH YEAH?”

“I got married.”

Nobody speaks.

For approximately two seconds.

Then every person in Miami loses their mind.

“You WHAT?”

“WHEN?”

“TO WHO?”

“You got fucking married?”

“Without telling us?”

“Are you joking?”

Drew disappears from frame, then reappears closer.

“You do not get to say I got married like you changed cellular providers.”

“I wasn't aware there was an approved tone.”

Kane grabs the phone out of Drew's hand.

“You're serious?”

“Yes.”

“Married-married?”

“I don't know another kind.”

Vale appears over his shoulder.

“There are several kinds if Travers's Vegas history counts.”

“Not relevant,” Drew yells.

Leo steps closer.

“Who?”

I look at him.