Chapter Twelve
Joshua Greig
Ye’re the one who’s unbelievable, lass, Joshua thought to himself as she finished her speech. Her passion had been clear in every word. He looked over at Smith. Their eyes met, Smith’s conveying that he was just as awestruck as Joshua himself. Smith blinked, shook his head a little, then returned his attention to Kim and the Orlovs.
After a glance at the goons, which revealed they were unmoved and uninterested in what was happening, Joshua did the same, and was delighted to see Orlov Senior’s demeanour had completely altered. Gone was the arrogance, the haughtiness, to be replaced by a much-diminished man with wilting posture and a haunted expression. It looked as though Kim’s words had hit home. Lass should be in politics, wi’ the ability tae speak like that
