Cush would have agreed with him except he’d told her not to move, and he knew that she understood how important it was that she obey his order. Elora could be defiant, but she wasn’t stupid.
“She probably saw some chick in an awesome Goth get up and went to ask her where she got her skull tights or something.”
“If she did walk away on her own, it had better be for a reason a whole hell of a lot better than wanting to know about some lady’s clothes,” Cush rumbled. As they crossed the lobby and stepped out into the strip, the lights of the Casinos lit up the night sky of the city like a beacon calling out for all to come and revel with her. Cush could see how humans got caught up in the false security of the bright beams because they couldn’t see the shadows that hid behind them—shadows th
