They both look at me as if I have two heads.
"Go home pretty, this is no place for you."
A bit condescending and insulting. That makes me grit my teeth and inhale because I don't want them to get on my nerves even before is step through this entrance.
"I don't think you heard me," I say again, this time my icy tone making them look me up and down as if assessing me.
"Who are you and what business do you have with him?" the one on the right asks me.
"Tell him Hannah is here to see him," I reply to him, and then the one on the left waves me off.
"Good to know Hannah, but I don't think master wants to see any more sluts. He has enough already to keep him warm tonight."
This man is trying me and I am happy that I didn't bring my gun because he would be a heap of dead flesh by now.
