The Strange Path
“Whiskey wouldn’t put it past him to yank her chain this way, alluding to her responsibility for a murder. If it had just been him or one of his buddies, she’d consider it a trick. Gin’s expression of loathing burned away that illusion. A wave of queasiness swept through Whiskey. We killed him? I killed him?She replayed the last minute of the fight. Fight? That was a slaughter. The smell of blood had been strong, mingling with the essences of the Sanguire around her, making it difficult to pick ...out individual sources. Dominick had stopped fighting back, only responding to the violence being inflicted on his body with grunts or soft woofs of expelled air. The look in his eyes when she’d hit him that final time gave her the shivers. She’d thought he’d already been unconscious, but had he been dead? Again she heard the crackle of bone and cartilage. Bile burned the back of her throat.Fiona pulled the car into a parking lot next to a ratty building. “We’re here, children.”Whiskey pulled out of her fog and got out of the vehicle.MoreLess
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