Chapter 59 Apology Not Accepted I

• DEVINA'S POV
• I placed my hand on the old lady's thigh, squeezing it as I shuffled closer to her. She stared ahead, letting out a low whimper when our shoulders brushed even closer together.
• We were on the way back to the hotel so we could pack our stuff and get to the airport. I had texted Nightshade that we had gotten the woman and made sure the man didn't have the balls to say anything to the police — not like the police would've done anything to intervene that would actually affect us anyway — and he'd replied like the bossy bastard he was: