Charlisse sauntered to the center of the tavern, flanked by Sloane and Rusty. From there, she hoped to get a better view, and by God's grace, find Merrick quickly and depart from this vile place. Beady eyes glared at her from the darkness, following her every move. Most of the men soon returned to their drink or their women, save a few who continued to challenge the intruders with piercing gazes.

The rancid stench of vomit and rotting food assailed Charlisse, and she ...