LINDEN
The music in the bar was loud as I walked in. It didn't take me long before I found Jensyn in the midst of the other women. It wasn't her voice that led me there, it was Susanne's voice. It was cheesy and animated.
I didn’t hesitate. I knew Susanne would want to stir things up. “She wouldn't be telling you any of that, Susanne,” I called, loud enough to silence them.
Their conversation stopped immediately. Jensyn's head turned toward me, confusion washing across her face. She started to rise, but Susanne reached for her wrist.
“Common, Linden.” Susanne muttered, her chin tilted, voice lined in a conniving tone. “This is a girls hangout. You can't just barge in.”
I went into the booth. “Get up, Jensyn, we are leaving.”
“Linden, allow her to stay for a moment.” Willow was sayin
