The bass in the club continued to pound as Declan walked back to his bar stool, all while keeping an eye on Nita. She looked shaken but managed to maintain her composure. He admired that, she was a lot stronger than she gave herself credit for. He sat down at his stool and ordered another Caribou Crossing. He wasn't going to say anything to Nita about what happened. He wanted to let her bring it up when she was ready.
Nita continued to work around the bar and pour drinks while trying to keep her mind off of Declan. She could feel his eyes watching her every move, but he waited for her to come to him when he wanted a refill. After a few more minutes of helping others, Nita approached Declan. "I wanted to say thank you for what you did with Richie. I've never seen anyone ever take him down
