"Yours?" Silas Myers let out a short, mocking laugh. "So what's in it, then?"

Tattoo Guy shrugged, totally unfazed. "Why do you care? It's my bag, I just like it, alright?"

He turned to leave, acting like nothing was wrong.

That's when Calliope Jewell strode up behind him, grabbed the bag right out of his hand, and with a swift sweep of her leg, sent him crashing down onto the

sidewalk.

People nearby gasped and scattered back, eyes wide. Every gaze snapped to Calliope.

"Whoa, did you see that?"

"Who is she? She's amazing!"

"She got the bag back!"

Calliope carried the bag over to Blythe White, who was clinging to Silas's arm and putting on her best damsel-in-distress act.

Calliope shot her a glance, then coolly handed the bag over, practically prying Blythe off Silas as she did.

ma'am. Your bag," Calliope said, her tone

record, this man is my husband. So, if you don't mind, could you

and Silas and gave

up since Silas had jumped in to help her. She'd hoped

putting herself between them.

smile as onlookers continued to

"So they're married?"

of them just helped a stranger.

a good-looking couple, and they're good people

that

crowd buzzed

to his feet, looking ready for round

warn them, Silas spun around and delivered a perfect kick, sending the guy

you okay?" Silas asked, immediately turning to check

She nodded. "I'm fine."

Blythe. "And you, miss? Are you

answered, her smile a little strained. Even she could tell Calliope was determined to keep Silas at a distance from her. Clearly, Calliope was protective, and not

it," Calliope replied briskly. "If that's all, we'll be

and led him away, clearly uninterested in

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