"They're a whole lot better than whatever you've been taking," he responded smoothly. No, the suppressors weren't the greatest thing, but in a pinch, when he needed to have a clear head, they worked. And they worked because it was his people who made them--at least this brand. High quality with few side effects meant high prices in most areas. And most of the time, he managed without them but this girl...

"So in lieu of your family's death, you would steal for him?" His eyebrows lifted at that. "Why?" Why would Tamlin want a thief? Why would he want skills instead of what she truly was? Then again, Tamlin was an idiot and too susceptible to others' influence. The Alpha didn't know how to trust any instinct other than his rage.

"I'm not letting you go." The statement was clear and held a little of that Alpha command. He couldn't let her go at this point, not when he knew. "You owe me. Until that ring is back in the correct hands, you are not leaving. And you didn't say what was agreed upon between you and him. What if the high crime life didn't pay?"

Fuck, he still didn't have her name. Bargains first, names later.