“Sir. Put the girl down.”
“I don’t like people getting in my business. I don’t people assuming things that aren’t true,” Erramun-as-Eddy snarled. Senga sort of wanted to be down, because the tension in the guards’ voices sounded like it was ratcheting up and she couldn’t see their faces.
“We’re not getting in your business. We’re just gonna call a taxi for the girl, okay?”