Chapter 12

The men around Bernice couldn't take their eyes off Taryn. Compared to her, Bernice didn't stand a chance. Dragging Bernice along, the group of men went up the stairs with leering grins. "You must be Taryn. Why don't you come have some fun with us?" All the men in the booth immediately got to their feet, glaring at the approaching group with clear warning. These guys looked like troublemakers who hung around bars picking fights. They fought dirty, and most people knew better than to mess with them. Taryn's expression remained calm. She glanced at Bernice, who lingered behind the others, and caught the venom in her eyes. She chuckled. Where did Bernice even find the energy for all this? After everything she had done, Taryn hadn't even gone after her, and yet she still had the nerve to show her face. The thugs didn't take Taryn's group seriously. To them, they looked like nothing more than college kids having a night out. The leader of the thugs looked at them with disdain, his to