There was something in the way he looked at her, something dark, that scared her. Truly scared her.
"It's just a job. I don't force those guys into the club and it's not my fault if they're tempted."
Despite the fear she was angry. Or maybe it was because of the fear. Niki hadn't cowered in front of anyone for a long time and she wasn't going to break that habit for this man, dressed as a preacher. If she needed, she'd resort to whatever she had to to survive. Jessica had taught her that much at least.
She forced a slightly sly smile as she closed the small gap between them, fighting her instincts to run.
"So were you tempted Father? Is that why you're angry?"