“Well, well,” crowed George, turning to Jennifer. “Seems like we’ve got ourselves two traitors. Haven’t we, love?”
“I’ve always thought they’re unreliable,” she answered, throwing sharp glances at the two. “I should’ve –” But George cut her off.
“Shhh, love,” George said softly as though he were trying to stop her from revealing something important. He gave her hand a squeeze. “I’m always prepared. Am I not, love?” He snapped his fingers casually.
Jennifer laughed nastily. “Indeed,” she replied and smiled sweetly at George. It was the million dollar smile that Logan used to crave for. Not very long ago.