little grin, running one fingertip around the rim of her glass. He’d rarely seen her so playful, and it was always dangerous when Hannah showed her teeth. “I left him on the north side of town.” “Was he still in one piece?” He didn’t quite understand it—the venom in her voice, her more-than-usual loathing of Tom Kinnan. Most people were beneath her notice, never mind her disdain.
