If only the guys had done everyone a solid and knocked Yorick out when they had punched him. Now Sam had to watch with his stomach doing flips to see if Yorick was going to talk himself into an early grave. The accent, probably, was the only thing saving him.

When the Australian turned on Sam, he fought not to glance at Natalya for direction, but kept his eyes on the man in charge. He didn't say a word, knowing too little of the situation to risk it one way or another.