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Her eyes narrow again.
There it is.
Warning shot.
“You're incredibly bossy.”
“So I've been told.”
“By everyone you've ever met?”
“Pretty much.”
Havoc snorts.
Claire looks around the room.
“Where are we supposed to go?”
“Upstairs,” Doc says. “We've got rooms.”
“No.”
Everyone looks at me.
Claire's expression hardens.
“No?”
“The tavern is too public.”
“Cole,” Doc begins.
“Anyone can walk through that door during business hours.”
“So?”
“So Nathan sent her here. If somebody figures out where she went, this is the first place they'll check.”
Claire goes pale.
Damn it.
I soften my voice.
“Not today.”
She looks at me.
“What?”
“Nobody followed you into town. We would've noticed. Nobody is coming through that door today.”
I can't promise that.
I promise it anyway.
She needs it.
