"Stop there," Ranon said to Dalton when they drove past a bar. Dalton glanced at Ranon, but he didn't do what he told him, and this made Ranon mad. "Stop there, or I am going to throw you out of the car."
"You can't just throw me out of the car!" Dalton protested, but when he saw the look on Ranon's face, he knew that he would do exactly that. "Damn it, Ranon!"
Dalton had no other choice but to listen to him; he took a U-turn and then stopped at a bar.
"What are you going to do here?" Dalton was worried. The McKennas' men could find them here. After all, this place was their turf. The media was also still going crazy about what happened to the Barlowe family and the death of Ranon Leighton's wife.
Ranon didn't answer him as he got out of the car. He had lost so much weight in the past month. Not only that, but he had also been avoiding everyone who looked for him and tried to talk to him about losing his wife.
