“D’ya hae ma money?” The tall man growled, surveying the room, he looked in my direction and I quickly averted my eyes to the fireplace.
“No.” She replied sternly.
“Well I’m nae tellin ya fit ya wanna know. Why’d ya come?”
“Hopin you’d make the right choice.”
The man scoffed. “Ya dinna scare me. Fit’re ya gonna dae?”
She lifted her head slightly and looked at the man but her hood still obscured her face from my view. “Are you threatening me?” She asked quietly.
The man was clearly becoming agitated and glanced around the room as he stood.
She stayed calm. “You should think carefully about what you’re gonna do next. You don’t want to make me your enemy.” She warned.