Chapter 37

• He seemed harmless enough, and typically Kathryn wouldn't worry about being approached while on club property, but something about him seemed off. Maybe it was the sweat on his brow, or his darting, anxious eyes. Either way, Kathryn took a step back, preferring to maintain a comfortable distance between them.
• "I've been waiting for a chance to speak with you," he said quietly, patting his suit pockets as if he was searching for something. It looked like he was missing fingers beneath the bandages, but his hands were wrapped in so much gauze she couldn't be sure she was seeing it right. "You're Daniel's woman? Kathryn?"
• "Uh, yes?"