Aysha and the others were looking through holes in the wall of the run-down building they were hiding in, and she was paying close attention to one man she hoped wasn’t who she thought he was. He was barking some orders at the two rogues they had been following earlier and could feel her body tense up when he turned around after the two rogues scurried away from him. It was indeed the ponytail man, the one that had nearly gotten her killed, and the one that had not even blinked as she had taken out his men.
"Aysha?" Zayne whispered and gently touched her shoulder, and the feeling of the mate bond helped her calm down a little.
"I’m pretty sure that’s their leader," Aysha said as she told them where to look. "His name’s Ranger."
“How do you know that?” Zayne asked with furrowed brows.
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