The Hideout was a dingy place, the kind that you'd rather not go into if you didn't have to. As we entered the smell of cigarettes and whiskey hung in the air. The room was filled with bikers and as I gazed around, one of the women at the bar caught my attention.
I recognized Tonya from being at the Raven's compound and catching her eye I nodded slightly. I could tell when Rook spotted her as well, as his eyes narrowed, taking in her uncomfortable glances about the room. Leaning closer to me, so that only I could hear, he muttered, "She knows something."
Eyes flicking over Tonya, I nodded. She'd always had a soft spot for Rook, and I knew she'd help if she could. As we approached the bar, Tonya slipped away from the group, meeting us halfway, her eyes pinned on Rook.
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