Paige waved a hand at the crowd and they cleared a path for her. We followed. She brought us to a back room and there was a body lying on an exam table.
"Don't mind him, he's dead." I looked from the body's busted face to her and cocked a brow. She ignored it and just stared at me. "So you're Selene 'The Fist' Leigh?"
"Why do people keep calling me that?" I crossed my arms and looked from her to Aaren. He only gave me a look that suggested I might not want to be speaking right this moment. I pursed my lips and took a step back, shutting the door we had walked through.
"We are here to ask for your help." He found a relatively blood-free chair and dusted it off, taking a seat and crossing his ankle over his knee.
She shook her head and waved her hands in front of her. "No, absolutely not. You're not dragging me into your little family feud of whatever f*cked up bullsh*t you've got going on. I don't want any part of it, no sir!"
"Don't forget who employs you, Paige."