He smirks. “Bit by bit, you’re learning.” “Now, who’s smug?” I grumble. Leo ignores me. “Jax!” he barks. “Get her a vest and a weapon. She’s coming with us.” “Seriously?” Jax calls. I tilt my head to the side. “Questioning the don, are we, Jax?” He raises his eyebrows while Gaiman suppresses a laugh. A minute later, I’m being fitted with a bulletproof vest and a gun.
