Chapter 36: Panther Hunted

Drink!” Alanna shouted just before the three of them lifted their shot glasses into the air and downed the tequila.

Lainie felt the alcohol burn her throat as she swallowed, eyes clenched shut as her body shivered from the sharp taste, quickly following the shot with a long swallow of her ice-cold beer. When she opened her eyes, she noticed Josh and Alanna were doing the exact same thing. It was a universal reaction to tequila no matter how smooth.

“Perfect,” Alanna said in a wheeze. “We should do another.”