Sundance
“Wyatt?” I called.
She spun to face me, and her face crumpled. “Hi. Sorry, I don’t have time to talk,” she said, and faced the manager again. “My brother used the restroom and these men took advantage of him while he was in there. He defended himself.”
“Your brother’s a retard and a liar,” one of them snarled, and I saw red.
“What the f**k did you say?” I growled.
Rocky, Moses, and Orion moved in tandem, each grabbing one of the guys and shoving them to the ground to keep them from running.
“Sundance, I’ve got this,” Wyatt said, her brother trying to pull away from her.
“Skee-ball, Riot.”
“Okay, Teddy Bear, give me a second. I have to deal with this.”
“Skee-ball!” he bellowed, and pulled out of her hold so fast, she almost fell.
I caught her, wrapping an arm firmly arou
