"Sure," Terez smirked.
Resa looked at Terez, then back to Tyther, then to Solid. "I hate bitches like her." she whispered.
"Hey, can it. I heard that." Terez snapped, as they entered a large room. People where dressed in dark clothing sat in the room. Women and men. But there was a man sitting in a chair at the very end of the Room.
"Drice, here is Solid." Terez bowed as she moved out of the way for Drice's company.