The man gives me a steady look. "Hello, ma'am. Please call me Dax." His blue eyes appear menacing on his bruised face. I'm fairly sure he's the guy who followed us on the bike. I'm not into the skinhead look, but I can't deny he's attractive. Whereas Alex and Moon look and act like gentlemen, this man is rough with hard edges. I have little doubt that he's as deadly as the other two men in the room.

"Are you with the Desert Crows?" I ask because I need to be sure.

He gives ...