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drove, the other sat behind
us, and Lash rode shotgun. We drove out just missing the garage
door.
    “This is Vince, and that’s Kev, Sar,” Devlin
said, gesturing. “You already know Lash.”
    “Good to meet you,” I said politely.
    They were all silent. I gave Dev a
questioning look.
    “They remember you, Sar,” Devlin said
ominously. “They were the only survivors from that night I came for
you at Danial’s house.”
    I shrank back from him, opening my mouth to
tell him to take me back to the house. Devlin grasped my hand.
“Don’t worry. They, like all my men, now have orders to protect you
with their lives, Sar. They are not going to hurt you, even though
they might wish to.”
    “Comforting,” I said under my breath, and
leaned into Devlin’s shoulder, my eyes locked on the floor.
     

Chapter Four

    The journey to Davy’s didn’t take long, maybe
ten minutes. I wasn’t sure what I expected, but the place itself
was pleasing. It was a large room, the walls unsanded wood, the
floors stained. A large jukebox played some AC/DC near a long bar
that ran along the back wall. There were clearly some unsavory
people here, besides my present company, though no one was being
loud or rowdy. As we entered, a couple people I guessed were weres
of some kind saw us, then quickly paid their bills and left.
    We sat down at an empty table. At once, a
barmaid came over. As soon as I saw her eyes shift to snake, as
cold and flat as Lash’s, I understood his reason for coming out on
a cold night. “What can I get you, Girl and Boys?” she said,
looking squarely at Lash.
    “The usual for me, Cin,” Devlin purred “A
pitcher of beer for each of my men here, and a bottle of your
finest Shiraz. Also, I need a menu for my lady.”
    Cin raised her eyebrows at that, but only
nodded. “And for you, Darlin’?” she asked Lash, her tone a low and
sultry hissing.
    “Bring me what you’re bringing Dev, and when
you come back over here, be prepared to go on break,” Lash said,
his hiss raspy with lust. “Because that’s as long as I’m waiting
for it.”
    “You got it, Darlin’,” Cin said, winking, and
she sashayed back towards the bar.
    I stared at her swaying form, then quickly
looked down.
    “We’re going to play pool,” Kev said to Dev.
“Yell if you need us.”
    Devlin nodded. Kev and Vince got up and went
through a door to the side of the bar, where I assumed the
referenced pool table was.
    Cin was soon back, setting down the wine, an
opener, two wineglasses, and two regular mugs that were steaming in
the air. Dev and Lash picked up their mugs, then slammed them
together, blood sloshing over the sides.
    “To good times and women,” Dev said,
grinning.
    “To good times with women,” Lash amended,
grinning back at him.
    They drank the mugs dry, then slammed them
back down on the table, as I stared. Cin removed the mugs, carried
them quickly to the bar, then came darting back. Lash was already
on his feet, waiting. He grabbed hold of Cin’s hand, then led her
through the door Kev and Vince had used.
    Had they really gone to play pool, or was
there a brothel in back? I turned questioning eyes to Dev, who was
opening the bottle of wine. “Not that it’s my business, but why
aren’t they going outside to use the backseat of the Hummer?”
    “Too cold,” Devlin said, popping the cork.
“There’s another pool table back there. Lash will use that, he’s
done it before.”
    I was so appalled I didn’t know what to
say.
    Devlin saw my face and laughed. “Sar, Cin is
an exhibitionist, she likes that. She could easily come to Lash at
Hayden or somewhere else and be with him in private, but she likes
him to come to her just like this. If he doesn’t care, why should
you?”
    Had Kev and Vince gone back to get front
row seats at the show? Ugh. “I don’t care, so long as you’re
not going to make me watch.”
    “Only if you want to,” Devlin teased, then
noticed a huge man towering over him. “Hi Gary.