"I saw you. You were at their bar," she told him bluntly. "There are easier ways of getting someone's attention-"
But he went on, and with a context and hollow tone that put a chill in April's bones that had nothing to do with how cold it was that night. She stared at him, her eyes hard under pinched down copper brows. Silence fell again as her gears turned over the phrase 'where it's safer', trying to make sense of it. Of any of it.
"What-" She almost said 'the hell', but censored herself before her fear and anger grabbed hold again. She pressed her lips hard and started over. "Why Eli? What did he do to you? He doesn't even know you..."