"Right, that's exactly what I said; you're telling me that you're insane."
Hunter chuckled at Cierra's tone of disbelief. "Still a siren, Detective."
"Prove it."
Cierra was never one to believe in anything that couldn't be proved by scientific evidence or that she couldn't see with her own eyes. She was willing to admit that their interactions were somewhat odd, but that Hunter was a Siren? Some mythological mermaid creature who was known for luring sailors to their doom with her song? That was a bit far-fetched.
Hunter rolled her eyes. "Alright. Have you ever heard of b**m, Cierra? Ever researched it, or even know what the letters mean?"
Confused and slightly embarrassed at the conversation change, Cierra forced the blood to remain away from her cheeks. "I know what the letters mean.
