I flipped him the middle finger, sure he could see it with his Warden eyes, and then I spun around, prepared to flounce from his sight— “Trinity Lynn Marrow!” Misha called out. “I swear to Jesus, girl, when I get my hands on you...” Drawing up short, I closed my eyes. “I’ll admit I didn’t expect to find out that soon.” Wry humor dripped from Zayne tone. “I don’t know you,” I said, turning back
