My bare feet padded over the wood floor and then the carpet of the lounge room. My blood tumbled through my veins, set on edge by the tension brewing beyond my walls. I didn’t need to go onto the street for a better view.Excitement, fear, pure energy and hate swirled like the clouds of a gathering storm. One I didn’t want to be caught in. I muttered a quick prayer to the Warrior and the Hunter that we’d have no trouble tonight. I prayed Anisa would be safe because Brixen was in a good mood, then prayed he’d drink and celebrate elsewhere and leave her alone.The tension outside built like a thunderhead and when it broke, everyone in its path would be flattened. I should be properly dressed in boots and guns, but dressing for trouble was a sure way to invite it in.“Well?” I leaned against the doorframe and looked at Jawbreaker. He’d have heard the gossip on the street.“Ten men have been arrested for being Rogue. They’ll be hanged at dawn.”The Lawman was acting fast, too fast.
