Therese blinked. I dont have a car.
And then Vs voice was directly in front of him.You good? the brother asked in his raspy voice. Feeling back to normal?
Yeah. Im back in working order except for my eyesight. Im sorry, too. And Im scared. You know, just a little tired—The chin shot came out of nowhere, nailing him so hard, his head knocked back and nearly snapped off his spine.What the fuck! Rhage blurted as he rubbed his jaw. What—
That was for not fucking listening to me.The second shot came from the opposite direction, which was a good thing—the swelling would be bilateral, so his face wouldnt look as fucked up.
And that is for going out early and fucking our strategy.
As Rhage brought his brains to level for a second time, he held his jaw with both hands. Cuz there was a possibility the lower half of his skull was going to fall off.Rhage pulled up short and looked to the right. Lassiter was in the billiards room, bluing up a cue.
What are you talking about? Rhage demanded.As the angel just shrugged, Rhage shook his head. Youre crazy—
When she asks about how the father died, dont fudge it. She already knows it was you and your brothers who killed him. Its in the file. She hates the violence, but she knows that the two of them wouldnt have survived otherwise. She wants you to have the kid. You and Mary.As Rhage felt all the blood leave his head and end up in his shoes, he wished he had something to hold onto.