Chapter 95. Mail-Order Bride

“The way you say that, bro, makes it sound like something else happened between him and me... Damn, the hair on my arms is standing on end with the thought. Ugh…” groaned Eron as he grabbed a bigger screwdriver from one of the toolboxes around him.

“Ahaha bro, you said that, I didn’t. Your green mind is making you think up thoughts that I never even said.”

“Bro, that is NOT helping me and you said you were gonna help. Come on, you can start by you taking out these tires from the wheel rims. These I will have to order because they can’t be salvaged anymore. Damn, whoever did this…”

“Speaking of which, the axe we found with your stuff? I originally thought it was Max’s but it’s not his, apparently," Jack said as he started using a long metal tool to remove the tires from the rims.

“I kinda thought it was him when I saw that axe. It’s one of the things I saw around the campsite when I went there. He even had one hanging from his hip on the day he told me Di