Your hand was clamped tight around Sadie's wrist, almost constricting. You were annoyed, and for good reason.

You were supposed to be looking out, subtly, for people the gang could rob. The one thing you weren't supposed to do was draw attention to yourself.

And what did Sadie do? Nearly cause a scene by threatening a man, a man who happened to be pretty high on the social ladder.

"What the hell's your problem?" Sadie seethed as you stopped dragging her after turning a corner into a quiet corridor. She looked annoyed, wrenching her wrist from your hold with a glare.