Roark stopped the blades before they hit Jorah.
"What da f**k!" Jorah jiggled, a mountain of man, beast, and a bit of gelatin, or so his friends claimed. He was Darius's first mate.
"He's got a shield!" Casey exclaimed, pulling a gun.
Roark placed himself in between them. "Don't kill him. He's part of my brother's crew."
"You know him?" She glared suspiciously.
"Yeah."
"Knew he'd be here?"
"Yeah.
"Yet made me believe we were sneaking in?"
He grinned. "Yeah."
He expected the slug to his gut. It still hurt.
"You'll pay for that later," was all she said as she swept past him.
He looked forward to it. The last time she'd used her mouth. What horrible pleasure would she inflict this time?
"Who dat?" Jorah asked as she kept striding.
"Casey." He bit his tongue before adding, my f
