“Paddy, I think is still in prison. Raff, I dunno.” “He’s been recently let out,” Connor confirms. I stare off. “Yeah, I didn’t know that.” “What’s that look?” Lo asks me, his frown deepening. It causes bodyguards to step around my chair and examine my face. I can tell Thatcher follows Tony like he’s keeping a close eye on him. The only person behind me is Farrow. Heat gathers under my AC/DC shirt, but I force myself not to tug the collar. “I don’t like him.”
Wait did her assult him????
