Wasn’t that the truth? Raider entered the room behind Sean and Force, and they all took a seat and looked up at Brigid.

Man, she was pretty. In anger, her eyes had turned a light emerald that glowed. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, revealing the smooth skin of her delicate neck. A slight bruise, more of a hickey, showed beneath her right ear. Raider shifted in his seat, his hands itching to touch her again.

She eyed each of them in turn. “Listen to me, and listen good.”

If anything, they all sat taller. The atmosphere grew heavy.

She tapped the file folder against her other hand. “This isn’t about any of you.” Glowering, she focused on Force. “You need to get your head out of the Lassiter case and into this one hundred percent. Right now.”

Force blinked and his shoulders went back, but he didn’t say a word.

She looked at Raider. “And you. I understand the need to avenge your friend, and I know how badly you want to get evil off the streets. But forget all of that, for now, and work this one angle. It’s what you have, and I’m tired of your attention getting diverted.”

Ouch. He met her gaze evenly and didn’t fidget. A part of him wanted to take her down to the floor in a hard kiss, but he refrained.

Sean snorted next to him and gave him a triumphant look.

“And you.” Brigid’s voice rose and she slapped the folder down on the table. Sean jerked and focused solely on his daughter. “This is not about you, either. I understand why you left the mob, but things have changed. There is no honor among thieves here, and taking out Eddie Coonan only helps you.”

Sean cleared his throat.

She held up a hand. “Not yet. Not one word.” She flipped open the top of the file to reveal a pretty young girl with black braids, brown eyes, and cute dimples. “I’ve spent the last thirty minutes since Angus told me what was happening, focusing my research. This is Hathai, and this is about her.” Brigid pounded the table. “She and at least ten other girls, young and innocent, are on their way here to be sold after having been labeled as missing from a village in Thailand. Everything we do is about these girls.” She pushed the picture aside to reveal several more young girls, all innocently smiling at the camera. Her voice cracked. “Stop acting like jackasses and focus on this case. On saving these girls.”

God, she was magnificent. Her lips, full and rosy, pursed as she made her point. Tendrils of her hair escaped to frame her face, and the intelligence in those eyes nearly dropped him. Raider could only look at her.

Her eyebrows lifted. “Does everybody understand me?” Her voice rose to an uncomfortable pitch.

“Yes,” Force said, tapping his fingers on the table.