06-13-2015, 05:17 PM
Torri refrained from rolling her eyes. The army perfected the ability to hide her annoyance, although in this case, she didn't exactly need to. Habit, though, kept her expression tight. Martin had a way of getting under her skin. She'd seen magic first hand, and nothing that Michael did resembled the gory scene before her. That wasn't to say he wasn't capable, a chilling thought...the kind that kept her up at night.
She frowned at the exchange, but at least Dorian spoke some sense. "That's right. Everything has an explanation."
Jaw tight, she finished cleaning up and went to gather the things she'd abandoned at the table: a coat, bag and wallet.
She pulled the coat on about the time the biker guy ran for fresh air. She didn't blame him. Even a combat doctor was disturbed by the terror in that man's screams.
She left as well, but had no intention of going to a police station. If they wanted to track her down, they could.
She frowned at the exchange, but at least Dorian spoke some sense. "That's right. Everything has an explanation."
Jaw tight, she finished cleaning up and went to gather the things she'd abandoned at the table: a coat, bag and wallet.
She pulled the coat on about the time the biker guy ran for fresh air. She didn't blame him. Even a combat doctor was disturbed by the terror in that man's screams.
She left as well, but had no intention of going to a police station. If they wanted to track her down, they could.