"Yeah, my dad owns in," Nina said, as they walked the sofa through and across to the other side.
"Hey!" came a voice from across the room and Nina made a face but managed not to swear as she turned to see one of Tezcatlipoca's warriors appearing from one of the rooms. It was Angel, shirtless and with his brightly coloured eagle-eating-snake tattoo on display across his chest. He looked much sweatier than Nina did. He pointed, accusing, at Peter. "Who's this? Who're you?"
He'd come in with such force and even Nina- who was used to how short they all were, how suspicious, how constantly ready for a fight- wanted to take a step back.
"Angel, it's fine!" she told him, but Angel wasn't looking at her. "This is Peter. He's my boyfriend."