Chapter 23: Hair Day

NATHAN

"Did you get her back safely?" I sat behind my desk, Lannons intense gaze almost boring a hole in my face.

Lannon liked keeping things clean. He didn't like the way we'd snatched the girl, he'd said. Or even how we'd taken her back to the bar. We'd knocked her out with a sleeping pill, placing her comfortably in the car and driving her to the bar.

That was a clean method, if you asked me.

She was unhurt, and we had a little bit of information to work with for all our troubles.

"I assume by get her back safely, you mean did I see or hear anything... interesting?"

"Actually, I meant, did you get her back safely, but that works too."

He nodded. "I got her back to the bar with no interference. And no. Didn't see nothing. And didn't hear nothing."

I stood from my chair, pacing around to his side of the table. Lannon leaned back in his chair, placing his hands on the arms and crossing his legs like we had all the damn time in the world to relax.

"So much happened in that bar bef