Tanya's POV
A stare-off began as Marie retreated backward with a sinister smile. My vision scanned from her to Daniel who was grinning from ear to ear and encased in black pants and a red long-sleeved vest. My sight however didn't miss the tip of a gun hanging on the waistband of his pants.
Stirring my vision back to him I lifted a brow as he wiggled his, eyes clouded with mischief. The atmosphere was charged with tension as no one from either our side or theirs moved. The next person I glanced at was Sarah the she-devil.
She radiated darkness like a machine, her irises carrying vindication as her lips tilted oddly. Clad in black denim a blue blouse and a black jacket, her hair pinned atop her head, she looked like one of those bike moms you see drinking a beer in a corner of an establishment.
