"He growled, low and dangerous. And she believed he meant it, even if he was just a week past being stabbed, shot and almost bleeding to death. She re...lly thought he could do it. Damn Roger. He had pulled up stakes and gone on to his next assignment and left her to clean up this mess."The Sheriff had a talk with Michelle a few days ago. Word is, and don't kill me for telling you this, he gave her an ultimatum. Either you or her job."Nick felt like a fist had struck him in his stomach. Why. I've got more questions for you."Tarra fought back from the blinding pain shooting through her head. She opened her eyes to slits. She was in a ship of some kind. Her arms were bound behind her back. A moment of panic rose up. Where was this madman taking her? She took some deep breaths to try to calm down. Nausea turned her stomach into a knot as she moved her head. She groaned."I told you I don't know a thing. I'm just a grunt in the militia." Her voice was dry and cracked."Even if that was. “I think, Miss Smith, you have been teasing me for some time now. I see the boys you bring in, and how you look at me while they are trying to kiss you and feel you up. But you don’t let them go any further, do you?” “No sir, I don’t.” Whack, whack. “Why don’t you?” “’Cause I like older men sir, they are just boys.” “How many older men have you been with?” “Three.” Whack, whack, whack. “Three? Are you telling the truth?” “Yes, sir, I am.” I slapped your bum a couple more times then massaged. . The Silver Wolf.Tammy stuck out her tongue at him. "Try it fur face, and I'll break your knee caps."Argent gave a look of mock-terror. "Oh no, please save me from the tiny terror of the tunnels!"Tammy giggled again, and Delilah watched as she ran over and hugged him. Tammy had also bonded well with Argent, and treated him more like and older brother or a favorite Uncle. He was always there making her laugh, and trading jibes with her when she needed cheering up. He held the a chocolate swirl.