Cole thought he might have lost his mind, letting Julien call the shots on this evening out.
The place was a death trap, buried at the back of an alley in what had to be an old speakeasy with no windows and a snarling doorman who might have been a brick wall in another life. The hulk glared at the trio until Julien murmured a few words and passed a wad of bills to the bouncer who granted them entry.
Cole held his tongue as Julien led them onward, flinching inside at the tall walls and the dreary, dark setting. If he'd had a vote in the matter, they'd be far, far away from this area of town and back in the French Quarter. Kat, for her part, had laughed and winked at the walking wall, earning a small grin from the mammoth.
As soon as they'd stepped through it was like they'd been transpor
