"They know something," Sorsha mumbled as she stood by the window, biting her nails.
"They ain't talking right now," I reminded her.
Those damn twinkling cartoon eyes snapped towards me.
"I'm gonna figure it out. I don't care what I gotta do... they're gonna tell me the truth before we leave here."
I almost smiled at the threatening way she said it. Like she was warning me that she was about to do something I wasn't going to like, and she didn't care about the consequences. It was admirable.
But then I thought about those old-timers and the way they looked at her. I thought about how Boone was ready to put her in her place even if he had to use force. I thought about all the men here, all the other clubs full of men like them. And I thought about how they would all react to a woman li
