“Bringing clients home, Scar? An interesting group here; we’ve got, what? Yakuza, Bratva, and…Irish Mob?” she asked, canting her head toward where Caleb stood, glaring. What was interesting was the way the guy with her stiffened at the mention of the mob. His leather cut made it obvious he was an MC member, and his patch said sergeant at arms. Road name Gunner.
