Chapter Fifteen

The Frisky Kitten:

Jack stepped back into the bar breathless. The smell of blood and burning flesh hit his nose. He had an uneasy feeling balled up in his stomach; His eyes scanned the scene. Several men were on the floor bleeding. A bar maiden was shirking, holding her arm. He scanned the room looking for Jonah and Claire. His stomach knotted up as he didn’t see them. He walked to the bar stepping over the men bleeding on the floor. Reaching the bar he locked eyes with the bar maiden. He didn't have to speak.

“The frisky Kitten.” She said crying as she held a cold cloth to her arm.

Jack paused for a moment as he reached forward and slowly pulled back the cloth. The letter R was burned into her flesh. He looked at her and then glanced around t