[Warning: Drugs and loads of controversial topics. Proceed at your own risk.]
"Anthony." I gave her a questioning look at that. How could she be so sure? "He's always taken care of me. I'm older than him and more experienced. He's my prince in the white shining armor. I trust him. He'll never let me down. He's a good boy." I stared at her. She had officially lost her mind. She had referred to the hardest man in the city to be her prince and what not and called him a 'good boy.' If that wasn't a sign, I don't know what was.
"Cienna, you're scaring me." To be quite honest, it was. I hadn't thought she'd snap like this. I really needed to make that cabbie talk. He'd be my only chance at figuring out where he'd picked her up and what he'd heard from her.
