I could feel my anger over Abby surfacing. The guy with the g*n saw it; he stepped a half step sideways, rearranging his grip nervously.
The big guy over by Nick seemed to notice me, like a bull in a field catching sight of another bull.
Tony Montana gave a grim smile. "I know it wasn't you guys. I got copies of the police reports, I have a few friends there. Still, doesn't matter as long as everyone thinks somebody paid." From the way he was eyeing me, it was clear who that was going to be.
I'd figured that, though. Tony Montana wasn't going to have any discussions with us unless he was absolutely sure there'd be no witnesses. I started calculating if I could get over the desk, at least try to take him with us.
Suddenly, the door popped open. Laughing and giggling, Danni stumbled in,
