"Fuck, he was? That's shit, Mikkel. If I was there I'd punch him or shove him into some other men so that they punched him."

Fredrik squeezed his friend's hand and was sorry he had such a rough night with some asshole pestering him. At least Sigurd smashed his face in by the sounds of it. Dirty daddy rage.

"Sharing is fun. Thanks."

The Swede took a smoke and lit it with the Zippo.