Capítulo 3: Chapter 4

“And you thought it would be a good idea to have a chit chat?” Connor hissed. He pressed Emery’s cell phone into his friend’s palm, trying to keep it hidden so the woman wouldn’t see it and expect the backup that was coming.

She had an edge and strength about her that Connor found gorgeous, like she could kill you with a look. She wore no makeup except a touch of black eyeliner, with dark skin from seemingly Indian heritage, and long wavy brunette hair hanging past her shoulders. She stood about eye to eye with both of them in her combat boots.

“I figured someone who wanted to kill me wouldn’t try to get my attention,” Emery said.