Wolfe’s POV.

“No mister,” the lady said as she blocked my path. “Kenna's not going anywhere with you. Unless of course, I come with you. And could you please release her arm, you brute?” She glared at me. “What is wrong with men these days? Thinking they can tell a woman what to do? Who are you anyway?”

I watched her, a bit taken aback. She seemed like she knew Kenna a lot. Wait. This had to be her best friend, Yasmine. What a firecracker.

“Yas, this is ...