Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

But in front of Yvonne, how could she possibly back down? She shot back immediately, "Please, more like I should be chasing you down!"

Yvonne's sharp retort earned a dramatic gasp. "Excuse me?!"

Before she could say anything else, the leader of the group, a burly guy with a mean look in his eyes, raised his fist and barked, "Alright, boys-let's give Ms. Quinn a real warm welcome. Loosen her up, will ya?"

His tone was downright vicious, and the words "loosen her up” sounded more like a threat than an invitation.

Yvonne muttered under her breath, "Oh, for crying out loud. They really are here for me?"

Whose goons were these? Dan Murray's? Or maybe Aira Wilson's?

The moment the order was given, a dozen thugs swarmed at Yvonne all at once.

She whipped out her pistol and took out the first guy who lunged at her.

But there were too many, and they were too close. Even with her skills, she couldn't keep the upper hand for long.

Before she knew it, the whole thing had turned into a chaotic brawl.

stood off to the side, arms crossed, watching the show. Yvonne gritted her teeth and snapped, "Skye, you damn traitor! Having fun

gadgets are mine,

exploded. "Are you

woman had already stolen enough from her, and

could barely contain herself. "You must

goodies?

arms still crossed, and

for, Skye. I

should be thinking about how you're gonna get out

guys weren't amateurs-they were here to

prove the point, one of the thugs behind Yvonne pulled out a gleaming switchblade and

a flick of her wrist, a slender silver dart shot from between her fingers,

stopped just an inch from Yvonne's head. The

so you know, unless you hand over your stash, you can forget

care if you

17.

a second thug out cold. "You know what your problem is? You're too proud-and way too stingy. You should

was speechless. "Excuse