I scowl, “Woman doesn’t take no for an answer.”

“I thought you liked that about her,” Seline murmurs, looking around the alley.

“Not anymore,” I say shortly.

She doesn’t say anything.

I follow her gaze around the alley, trying to pick up on something I might have missed last night.

I don’t know what it is that hits me first.

Perhaps it’s the pile of fresh dog poop in the corner. I make a face, “Disgusting. That’ll have the whole place smelling like-”

My voice ...