He had seen what just happened. Stella Sterling had a target on her back now. Since they were all from the same residential complex, he felt they should help where they could.
The men beside the bald leader exchanged uneasy glances. They were clearly reluctant, but none of them voiced an objection.
Stella Sterling was taken aback for a second, then she smiled and shook her head. "Thanks, but I have something to take care of. I won't be joining you."
Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked away.
"See? I told you she's no good. We didn't need to do that," Tripp Pence sneered, complaining to the bald leader.
The others began to chime in, but the bald man raised his voice over them. "That's enough! She wasn't the one in the wrong those other times. In a world like this, what's wrong with being a little tough when you're in the right? We're all from the same complex. We don't know what the future holds. We need to stick together!"
