My body moved before my brain could stop it. My hands were shoved in my pockets so I wouldn't do something stupid, like clench them into fists. This was a bad idea. A really, really bad idea.
I stopped a few feet away. "Tyler," I said. My voice was calm. Too calm. "Hey, man. Can we talk?"
He turned, his arm still around the girl. He gave me a quick up-and-down look, then put on a show for her. "Sorry," he said, like he was talking to a bug. "Have we met?"
The girl next to him giggled. "Yeah, Tyler," she sneered. "Who's your little friend? Did he get lost?"
'calm yourself,' I thought, my mind going completely quiet. 'Don't kill them. Prison is boring. And they probably don't have good Wi-Fi.'
I kept my face neutral. Playing the nice guy. "C'mon, man. You know who I am." I kept my voice friendly. "It'll just take a second. It's important."
