Lance doubled over briefly, shooting her a glare. "What the feckin' hell was that for? Yehr the one sneaking around places yeh shouldn't be. I'm just doin' my job." He straightened, wincing a bit. That was going to bruise. What the ever-lovin' hell did she have in that bag?
"Now yeh know who's siphoning the creek, so yeh can move along. I'll handle it from here."