The talk of someone being put down had her very interested. She was curious to know who, not only who, but why. If anyone knew how to put down a dog off its leash it was Selene.
Glancing at the man that Lindsey glowered at with venom in his eyes, Selene offered her hand. "Selene. Just Selene, not a bodyguard in the least."
From inside her coat she withdrew a card with her number and held it out with the other hand for him to take. "Should you like that cigar replaced, give me a call." What she really wanted was to know what it was he was after. The hunter in her was dying to know. Was there something to be found? Something that might put up a good fight? The curiousity was not hidden, it glowed in her eyes as she waited for his response.