"What the hell are you two doing here?" 

A rush of fear washed over my system when I saw the lethal look in Garren's eyes.

"We coincidentally bumped into each other, and she helped me with something," Enzo explained, still smiling.

I can't say the same thing with this man behind me, though. He's looking at him as if he's the most insipid and deplorable person in existence. 

Garren didn't reply to him and instead glanced to me. "Let's go. Greyson is waiting outside.

I turned to Enzo. "I'm sorry, but I have to go. It's nice to see you again, Enzo."

He beamed heartily. "No problem."

He pulled something...