He could feel it. She was HIS and then, out of nowhere, his connection was gone. What. The. FUCK? Anger simmered just under the surface of his expression as Joey turned to find the source of his irritation. Malachi. That sonofabitch. Joey knew better than to resume his tricks on Dodger. She wouldn't appreciate it. Instead, he focused his call on Malachi. Since he knew the Nimer Raj could withstand his call, he didn't hold anything back and broadcast the signal to encompass the whole bar. Let's see him deal with that, Joey thought vindictively, though he knew he would keep Dodger mostly in check - he certainly wouldn't stop her from shifting and coming over to him. He smirked at the thought.