Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Lottie's crew had already made it to Slatepeak Mines.

Meanwhile, Xander's people had arrived at Loutan Lake, and Hull's crew, not to be outdone, was already in Westonville.

The next morning, Yvonne woke up to the news, feeling ridiculously refreshed.

"Well, I'll be damned," she grinned, popping a fat blueberry into her mouth. "If Black Gate doesn't hand that person over after all this, I'll eat my own hat."

The blueberries from Litamark were something else-sweeter than anything she'd ever tasted, with this fragrant punch that made her want to eat the whole carton. Xander raised an eyebrow. "So, we're in the clear now?"

Yvonne reached for another berry, but Xander grabbed her hand and stole it for himself, popping it quickly into his mouth.

Yvonne stared at him, offended. "Seriously?!"

Now her fingers were all sticky and gross with his spit. Ugh. She wiped them off on his shirt, scowling hard enough to curdle milk.

Xander's face darkened. "What's that look for?"

own damn berries! My fingers are covered in your slobber,

at

phone buzzed on the table.

screen, then at Yvonne. "What do you figure he

"To

almost laughed. This woman..... always so direct, never sugarcoating a thing. She really had

bothering to leave the room. "Mr. Murray, calling to hand her over

you stoop? You know damn well didn't take Susanna Are you just trying to pin every damn thing on

took last time, now you're hanging this

had Xander's crew hit Black Gate's Loutan

The place Dan had only just snagged from Derek—not even long enough to enjoy it. He'd woken up to

"Look, I know what went down last time. But with

last

like he was about to combust. "I'm telling you, I didn't take her! How many times do I

words like background noise. Since yesterday he'd been telling

you're part of Black Gate, which means it's your problem.