Jim just looked at her over the edge of the glass as if she’d said the most obvious thing ever. Which in a way, she had. “Yeah, no shit. That’s what the Watch do. Doesn’t mean you give them an easy option to yank you around. Even shit that doesn’t stick still stinks.” Jim was probably a little biased, but he’d never had any good interactions with a Watch member and plenty of experience with being hounded for no reason at all.
Lottie gave a loud sigh, “Yeah alright, I’ve already had all this from Spencer. I’ll be a good girl and stay out of their way.” She took a long drink, shuddering slightly as the burn travelled down her throat. “You won’t tell Oz will you?” she asked suddenly, a younger and more unsure edge to her voice. “Spencer said he wouldn’t and you and him are about the only ones who know so….”
Lottie's wild adventure 