The Boss nodded to the women, motioned to his body guards and walked away. Tara's heart was pounding and she didn't know if she was relieved or angry by Bronwyn sharing intel with the Boss. She chewed on her lip while she weighed the pros and cons of  him knowing.<br/><br/>"I have never shared any of Danny's obnoxious behavior with the Boss for a few reasons. One, if he only speaks to Danny, the problem will only become worse. Anything I might say after that would just be seen as me being a bitch and Danny would persecute me. Two, if he kills Danny, then I owe him more than I do now and I'm not sure I want to pay whatever the price might be." she explained.<br/><br/>Bronwyn's eyes glittered as she listened intently. She snapped her fingers at the hostess, who brought two tequila shots with salt and lime.<br/>Tara opened her mouth to protest but Bronwyn sprinkled the rough cut salt on her arm and held it out. Tara felt lost in her eyes and lowered her head to lick the salt from the strong, white arm. The tequila went down smooth and the lime left a clear, tangy taste in her mouth.<br/><br/>Bronwyn swept her hair out of the way, sprinkling the salt on Tara's neck. This she licked away and downed her liquor.<br/><br/>"Ready to go?" the red head asked.