Once in the hallway, Evan exceeded our unhappy trio and opened the door to the backroom to usher us all inside. Taking a last seem to be up and down the hallway, he closed the door at the back of us and stood in the front of it, retaining us in the room and also preserving any curious bar shoppers out. He crossed his tattooed fingers across his chest as he barred the door, with the nevertheless damaged lock, and a pair of flames lined up flawlessly on his forearms. My mood matched those flames.
"Okay," Jenny said, releasing our hands. "What's up?"
"She-"
"He-"
Kellan and I both started out speakme at the identical time and Jenny, nevertheless standing between us, held up her hands. "One at a time."
"We don't need a mediator, Jenny," Kellan snapped, turning his glare to her.
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