"So gross," Zoe complains.
"How do you know?" I reply.
"Fourteen months with the cartel and lots of uncooked, nasty things thrown down the hole."
"I just put my best seasoning on this."
Zoe snorts.
I remove the rats from the stick and dice it up with my knife into twelve portions.
"Where's Hunter?" Andre asks.
I cover for him. "I asked him to go check my traps while I cooked."
"Okay. Who wants to go into town and pick up supplies for the ladies?"
Good, he isn't questioning it.
"I'm in," I volunteer.
"Me too," Axel says.
"Whoa! This is hot!" Emilia's face turns bright red.
Malin hands her water. "Dip it in the syrup. It'll counteract some of the spices."
Penelope clears her throat. "Hand me water too please."
"Little easier on the spices next time might be good," Malin says.
"It's not that hot," I insist.
"I don't think it's that hot either," Zoe says.
"See! Even the Diva is good with it."
Zoe glares at me.
"It's not that bad," Vanessa says. "Little hot but better than most of the stuff I've eaten the last eight months."
"Thank you, Vanessa." I smirk at Zoe.
She smirks back and pops her last piece of meat in her mouth.
Andre texts us a list of what to pick up. Axel and I go to leave, and Zoe stops me.
"What's up?"
"Do you think they will have lemon and honey?"
"I don't know. Why?"
"I need it for my voice."
"Why? Are you going to entertain us?" I say it teasingly, but she takes it the wrong way.
Her eyes glisten. "Nevermind." She turns.