Page List


Font:  

Who exactly is Graham Lennon?

“We don’t want any trouble.” The lead man grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Says the ones who shot me,” Graham growled, a dark fixation on them, and it made me fear that he would shoot.

“We have a message from our leader.” The man explained, eyes flickering to me momentarily before turning back to Graham, “he has decided that he doesn’t wish for all of us to fight. He wants to meet with you, and discuss a peace treaty.”

“He wants a peace treaty after what he tried to do?” Graham laughed, shaking his head, “I don’t think so. I may not hold a grudge, but once I’m done with you’ll, I’ll leave you all obliterated. There won’t be much of your little gang left once I’m done with you.”

“Graham?” I whispered, feeling a little afraid, “what are you doing? Put the gun away.”

Graham glanced over at me, and I saw his expression tighten as if he was debating on what he wanted to do. I thought he was going to go against me, the way his hand grasped his gun, the temptation right there. But, he ended up sighing, holstering his gun once more.

“You’re lucky she’s here.” Graham stated coldly, moving his coat so the gun was concealed once more, “I’ll speak with your leader at another time. He knows how to reach me. If you dare to continue to cause issues with my date tonight, I won’t be so nice.”

It was a little funny to watch those men who had been so cocky turn tail and flee, no doubt not wanting to anger him. But at the same time, I was a little afraid, looking at Graham in a different light.

I needed to get to the bottom of this, one way or another.


Tags: Jess Winters Erotic