Eileen looked toward the voice, but saw only shadows. She walked toward the treeline. Inwardly, she was shuddering, mostly with anger. This was the person who had shot Henry and hurt him so badly, and now he might hurt someone else too.
She held her whip at the ready as she approached the trees and said "Send her out." It wouldn't be that simple, she knew, but she wasn't about to bow down to Sal and make elaborate promises.