Knowing what she knew about the man and what he was capable of frightened her to her very bones. He was dangerous, unpredictable. But, alone with him for the moment, she couldn't help it that her curiosity got the better of her. It usually did. Maybe he would be willing to answer some questions as long as he didn't have an audience. Somehow she knew without needing to verify with her own eyes that he didn't feel the need to bring anyone else with him. She knew him well enough to know that he could get cocky when he believed he had the upper hand.