POV: Brigail
Brigail looked at Eli with cold, unforgiving eyes. "Mac Rattray. That scumbag was the reason my Dad went here. He knew my father was an easy prey. I could still remember his exact words, 'Don't worry about a thing, Bert. You won't regret it. Trust me.' And my Dad did. The worst part of it was, when they left, I couldn't see my Dad from the back of the cab. All I could see was that scumbag's face with his snake-like eyes, waving at me and Jerry."
Eli studied her face. He'd seen that look twice today. The first time was when she was talking about her grandmother's death and now, as she recalled her father's demise.
Her face would harden, like she was lost in a dark place. Her eyes would lose their focus as she stared down at her shaking hands. Those were her "tell." And Eli h
