The Lawless Heart.
I offered her the cup and watched her face as she tasted it and nodded approving of my concoction, she took another sip, and I took a seat facing her.
"Do you know what's this island is called?" I ask her.
"No idea, Hell on earth? The bunny island? Something like jail break?" she asks me with a raised brow.
"No, it's called Dom and Little Island," I say and watch her face, watch her expression, trying to read them, but she's so used to hiding her emotions in court, it's a hard task to try and read her.
"Why so?" she asks me calmly, has she ever heard of it before, is she familiar? I sure hoped she is, it'll make things a lot easier.
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