Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Ronald's eyes glinted with something unreadable, a shadow of a smile playing at his lips. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose and turned to Xander. "You should probably be saying that to Yvonne, not me."

Yvonne?

Xander barely had time to picture her—always a whirlwind, probably already chasing after Skye-before he remembered she'd run off in a storm earlier. He'd tried calling her, but her phone had gone straight to voicemail. Probably dead, knowing her.

Ronald took a sip of his coffee, the mug steaming between his hands. "So, why'd you run?"

The question soured Xander's face; he couldn't hide it.

"I didn't run."

Run? He honestly wanted to hunt Shawn Schultz down and wring his neck right now. That idiot. Did he look like the type to bail at the first sign of trouble? And yet, Shawn had grabbed him and bolted like they were escaping a burning building.

But, to be fair, Shawn did know Yvonne pretty damn well.

Sure enough, the moment Yvonne came to, all hell broke loose at Ferrowland. Dan passed out at the hospital-twice, actually. Aira took a peanut to the head for her troubles...

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "Didn't run? Then how'd things end up like this?"

Xander sputtered. "!!"

had gotten out of hand,

of a single afternoon, Yvonne had sent Dan to the

shot Aira-thank God it was just a paintball. But

"You knew

was why Ronald had said what he did at

coffee down,

"You old fox. You planned

probably figured everything out the moment Yvonne

hadn't he said

her to settle the score who am I to step in? Doesn't matter if her methods are... less than diplomatic. Some people just don't

Ronald's eyes, Yvonne's approach was just

a beat. He could practically feel it thumping in his

look. "So, seriously, why'd you run? Afraid Yvonne

told you,

Xander was about to lose it. Shawn had really dragged his name through the mud this

Ronald's eyebrow arched higher.

take that look. "It was Shawn, okay? He's the one

he talked, the

up that morning and saw Yvonne next to him,

one of the guys, practically his best bud