Page 26 of Fallen Omega

“You work in this shit hole? They hired you?”

I just smile. “Counting to three.”

“Before what?”

“I kill you.” I pause. “Better yet, I’ll make youwishI killed you.”

The guy laughs, “Oh, I am going to love this.”

“Man, so am I. One.”

He rushes me.

“Two.”

I step aside as he takes a swing.

“Three.” I wait.

The moron turns and lunges. I grab him by the hand, bending his fingers back and slamming him into the wall, face first.

“See, you might think you can take me, dickwad, but you thought wrong. We don’t rape or drug girls here. And the thing is, I’m a helluva lot more dangerous than you give me credit for. A wild fucking card. One who knows the score. Icould kill you right now with my bare hands. Or with the knife in my pocket.”

I twist his fingers again, the noise from the club growing louder. I don’t look at the door. It’ll be Julien. His girl, Darcy, probably sent him, since he was at the front door.

“The agony you’re feeling? It can get a lot worse.” I bend his finger, breaking one, and he screams. “And I could continue. Finding and breaking all the small bones, maybe tearing off one of your balls.”

I get closer to him. “One of my friends is a psycho. I’ve learned a lot from Reaper in the art of torture. How to kill slow.”

“Please!”

“Not fun pleading, is it?” I ask. “See, I might look like one of those guys with a cushy job and a mommy and daddy who paid my way into school or wherever the fuck the rich dicks go these days, but I’m not. I’m very far from it.”

“Please…”

It’s music to my ears.

“Maybe I’ll do it quick and break the hyoid bone in your throat.” I pause, take a breath because I’m teetering on the verge of killing him. “I could cut to the chase, slice your throat, and let you bleed out. Or, if I’m feeling kind, I can use the knife, severe your brain stem and?—”

“Knight.”

I close my eyes, swallow, and take a breath. Then I snap another finger, before turning the screaming asshole and sucker punching him.

Then I look up at the door. “Yeah, Julien?”

“Need help?”

Ah, fuck. I know I’m not doing any of that to our wanna-be rapist and resident slime ball. I’m not actually like Reaper. I’ll kill in defense, but I’m talking straight up fun and games murder. That’s Reaper’s territory, not mine.

I’m deadly in other ways. I can kill someone just bysticking a knife in their heart. Or I can destroy them by taking the world from them and hit them where it hurts.

Wallet. Reputation. Standing. Livelihood.

I can empty the first, turn the rest into dust.

“Take this trash out,” I say. “He’s not welcome here anymore.”

Julien’s gaze touches on the now groaning girl. “Did he…?”

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