Men who could probably snap her neck without blinking an eye. She fidgeted in her seat under Constantine’s intense gray scrutiny and gripped the cup Aries offered her. “Thank you.” She wasn’t much of a coffee drinker, but she needed an excuse to keep her hands busy. Hanging onto the cup and stirring the dark liquid with a spoon did the trick, but Sarah couldn’t stand the silence. “Uh, do you fellas plan on telling me what I’m doing here, or are we just going to have a staring contest?” Aries answered. “You fainted. I though we’d already established that.” “Yes, but we haven’t established why you’re keeping me against my will,” she countered. “No one’s restraining you,” Constantine interjected smoothly. “You’re free to leave whenever you’d like... after we have our answers.” She sighed with exasperation, putting her mug down and standing abruptly. “Why won’t you two just kill me and put me out of my misery?” Constantine laughed. “You seem to have quite a fascination with death.”
