The words settled between us, and the humor in them was a whole lot darker than I expected.
It also made me feel fucking fantastic to see the color draining from her face.
I had stayed home.
I had locked my doors, collected my supplies, strengthened my walls, stole weapons from a gang leader that would later be carrying me everywhere, and done everything I could to make the world outside my house someone else's problem.
I had not gone looking for Jiang Meilan. I had not stepped into her territory, stolen her resources, or dragged her name into my mouth just to see if it still tasted bitter.
She had come to me.
Again.
That was the part she would never be able to swallow.
"And guess what?" I asked, my smile turning sharper. "I got the guy."
Meilan's eyes flicked toward Yuche before she could stop herself.
I hummed softly, pretending to reconsider. "Actually, I suppose that is not entirely accurate. I got four of them."
