The alluring smile and twinkling eyes Crow showed me earlier disappeared. Her thin eyebrows furrowed. Her deep dimples disappeared, replaced by the tightened muscles of a clenched jaw. Her knuckles whitened as she clutched her fingers tighter.
"No one's ever refused to work with me," she said in a tone I could only describe as bitterly disappointed.
"You're not offering a partnership," I said. "You want me to work for you, not with you."
"I saved your life," she said. "You owe me."
I smiled. Despite the increasing anger and frustration, I smiled.
"You decided to save my life," I said. "I never asked for it. I never even knew you existed."
"Yet I saved you. That alone guarantees my good intentions," she said, clenching her jaw even tighter. She approached me, pointing her index at my chest. Her nails were neatly trimmed, polished too. I could tell from the shiny torchlight reflection on them.
