Twenty-One
Miranda refused to acknowledge the two people sitting across from Zarb, but couldn’t help watching them out of the corner of her eye when Kyle leaned in close to Justice, whispering something in her ear. Justice shook her head, laughing; the pair of them seemed oblivious to everyone else in the room.
Miranda tore her gaze away and focused on Hannah as she cleared the table, one of the construction workers at her side. The half-breed was the same one she’d noticed at the site, the one whose taunts had led to the collapse of the fence.
‘You were told to take a seat and wait for someone to tell you what to do,’ she said, glaring at him.
He gave a shrug. ‘I’ve never been good at doing what I’m told.’ Dimples appeared in his cheeks when he smiled.
‘What’s your name?’ She coolly
