“I’m coming, too.” Laura said, tone full of defiance.
“No,” Talon replied firmly. “Church is no place for an ol’ lady. Let alone mine.”
I nodded in agreement, even though the tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. “Talon’s right. This isn’t your fight, Laura. We’ll handle it.”
She looked between us, worried. “I’m part of this now. I’m part of the club. I want to help.”
Talon stepped toward her, his voice softening despite the edge in it. “You help by staying out of it. Being safe. That’s what I need from you.”
Her lips pressed into a thin line, but she didn’t protest any further. She grabbed a knife from the drawer and started chopping vegetables with more force than necessary.
I nodded, clapping Talon on the shoulder before heading for the door. Dex and Norris fol
