Greg’s thumb fiddling the ear of the mug paused, eyes enlarged and jaw tensed, finding no humor in Sush, who simply shrugged.

Annoyance set in, and he noted pointedly, “Sush, as much as I want to, we’ve established that I can’t read your mind. Kindly elaborate.”

She was going to tell him. She just didn’t know where to start. Patterson and Carter were an item for quite a while, before Sush herself joined the hunters. Greg’s impatience had put a stop to her mind that had already been slowed from the day’s events. The words “as much as I want to” did most of the magic, conjuring thoughts that Sush...