Hearing the vampire talk made her snarl. She didn't want to hear him complain, especially after everything she just felt from Samandriel, and she was sure it was the last thing he needed to hear. She barked out, "Shut it!" to him, then turned to her brother again.
Her tone was now composed as she let go of Clint. "Legal recourse? Oh, Samandriel, I wouldn't take legal recourse against him." Anger flashed in her eyes as she looked as calm as ever. "I'd kill him: cut off his dick, chop off his head, hack him limb from limb, and throw him into a fire." After looking at his address, she shoved it into her pocket. She would have left then, but she still needed a few things planned so she could get away with it.