Frost smirks at him. "What? You think I'm going to let you have all the fun? They killed some good men who were guarding Amelia. But," she says, glancing at the woman who'd joined their table. "How--"<br/><br/>"How do you know you can trust me? Simple. You can't. In fact, by most definitions, I am most certainly your enemy, and you most certainly should not trust me. But I<em>am</em>telling the truth."