“My mother would call sacrilege on this entire meal, just so you know,” Andre said as they settled in the main room of the morgue with their gaming laptops propped up on Andre’s work station.
“I want your mother’s cooking in the worst way,” Danny said even as he dug into his first taco with a plastic fork.
“Pick a night to crash family dinner, bro. My mom loves you. More than she loves me, I think.”
The smile that had started to form on Danny’s face faltered. The mention of family dinner soured his stomach. He was glad he had an excuse to not be at home tomorrow night. Seeing Cho would be much more fulfilling than forcing small talk with Joey.
“Let’s start with a run on the first level heist,” Andre said, tucking into his food even as he pulled up his character from GTA.