"Fine, I see that there is no arguing with you. Although, again, the smart thing would be to have one (me) or maybe two (me and sidekick) people quickly scout ahead and come back since time is running short. Even if we split up and cover more ground, I doubt we'll be able to really investigate much. But you're the boss."
Clover stepped slowly out of the truck, nodding at Koln in thanks for opening the door. She mumbled quietly at his words, disgusted even with herself, "That's right. I'm the boss." She clenched her jaw after the words, hating to admit they were true. What Emerson had said came back to her in a rush, and she was sorry to admit that, yes, she really did feel like she was in charge. And that Ruby and Koln were bound to follow her wherever she went. Whatever she wanted.
It was sickening, yet strangely exhilarating.
After making sure that Ruby and Lacey were on the right track (walking towards the house, that is) she motioned to Koln to lead the way towards the barn. There was no way in hell she was going first!