He will give them to my sidhe-seers," Rowena said sternly. "We will place the stones."
Barrons gave her an incredulous look with the subtle arch of a brow. "In whose f*cking reality do you think that's going to happen?"
"You have no business being involved."
"Old woman, I don't like you," Barrons said coldly. "Be careful around me. Be very, very careful."
Rowena closed her mouth, perched her glasses on her nose, and pursed her lips.
I looked at V'lane. "Did you bring the fourth stone?"
He looked at Barrons. "Did he bring his three?"
Barrons bared his teeth at V'lane.
V'lane hissed.
The Keltar growled.
And so it went.

Autore: Karen Marie Moning