Delilah
“You did good Delilah.”
I looked up startled from where I had been sitting for the last hour in shock since Greg had been arrested.
What the hell was Crow doing here. The giant of a man who was president of the Iron Riders had been dodging me for months. And now he was here? Looming over me like some leather wearing avenging angel.
“If you have come to help, you are too late.” I grimaced as I gulped down the last of my coffee which was cold and congealing in my cup.
“Did you need help?” His giant frame made the chair as he sat down.
“Wanna sit down and join me?” I couldn’t keep the sarcasm from my voice. And his eyebrows shot up. “Sarcasm doesn’t suit you Del.”
“No?” He didn’t have any right to be angry with me. But I had every right to be pissed with him . “And yet I a
