Flustered.
So out of sorts I didn’t know what to make of anything.
I followed Elena over to a table and sat down.
It felt like a moment’s reprieve.
A breath so I could try to figure out what I was really doing down here.
I scanned, gaze skating over the faces of the few who were in the mess hall.
A couple of super young bikers who were scarfing down their meals, and an older guy sitting a couple of chairs down from them.
Elena chattered beside me. I had no doubt she was keeping to safe topics, clearly confining herself to the parameters that she’d been given since she’d let herself slip earlier.
Going on like this was some sort of resort rather than a pit of depravity.
Then the air suddenly shifted.
A bolt of energy staking through the atmosphere.
A blast of that intensity there was no chance I could miss.
Her voice faded away as my attention snapped up to peer through the long open sections of the wall that ran above the buffet.
Sections that didn’t contain any glass, I assumed so food could easily be passed through.
Beyond them was what looked to be a hall of some sort.
A group of men were walking by, only their faces and shoulders exposed.
Trevan and three other men I didn’t know the names of, but one who I’d seen out in the autobody shop earlier today.
They were jostling and messing with each other. Laughter rolling.
But it was the one striding out ahead of them that sent a cold dread slipping through my veins.
A slick of fear and interest and fiery hate.
Power oozed from his tattooed flesh, and I swore it was obscenity that was scored on his stealthy body.
Every slashed angle of him as sharp as a blade.
For one fleeting second, his face turned in my direction.
I didn’t even know what the hell was written in it.
I figured he was just conjuring up ideas of exactly how he was going to torture me.
Elena didn’t seem to notice as they strode by as she told me about some new boots she’d ordered last night.
Each volatile man blipping by like a meteor set on a path of destruction.
This was it.
My opportunity.
I needed to know what they were up to.
