“I hear you got a pretty new wife.” I froze. The whole room froze. The people, the air, the sounds, the blood in my veins. I clenched my hands over the top of my chair. “Where’d ya hear that, lad?” He snorted. “All your boys talk about her. She must be a tight little thing, with the way your own men talk about sticking it up her—” I shot him in the face.