![]() ![]() I inched backward, but Ming was blocking my retreat. ![]() “Every day you hold your silence is a chance for the Ghost to abduct another victim.” “We’re here for the information you refuse to share.” “We aren’t here for drinks,” Zhi interrupted in his usual monotone. “I’ll be right back to serve you,” I continued hastily. His sister, Ming, had similar features, slightly softened by her long raven hair and bright red, over-the-ear headphones. ![]() ![]() With short-cropped black hair, cheekbones sharp enough to cut glass, and a terse mouth that never smiled, he wasn’t winning any friendly neighbor awards. Zhi stared at me, his intensity at nuclear level. Out of nowhere, a man and a woman appeared on either side of me. As Sabrina pulled out her phone for another round of photos, Sin shot me a pained look.Ĭhuckling, I poured her a coke and slid it into her hand as I stepped out from behind the bar, whiskey cradled in the crook of my elbow. When I pushed through the saloon doors, Sabrina was animatedly describing her victory at the rabbit breed show to Sin and Riley, who’d joined her at the bar. The guys were going to clean me out, sheesh. In dry storage, I grabbed a bottle of whiskey. Squashing my guilt, I hastened into the kitchen and high-fived Ramsey, the cook, on my way by. “Sorry, Sabrina, I need to get back at it.” Oh, now he was asking my permission? Suppressing an eye roll, I waved in acknowledgment, then composed my face into an expression of disappointment. “Hey Tori!” Aaron called from across the pub, his voice rising above the loud rumble of conversations. ![]()
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