Page 90 of Wild Angel

Vito nods, carefully takes out his phone, puts it to his ear. He listens for a second and then says, “He’s busy,” before ending the call.

I have the strongest urge to laugh.

I don’t know who the fuck this woman is, but when she demands Vito drop his phone and kick it over, he listens. And when she throws us a pair of plastic ties and tells us to handcuff ourselves…we don’t have a fucking choice in the matter because we’re in no position to argue or negotiate.

She caught us off guard, and that makes me livid.

I study the woman, trying to piece this together.

Only a handful of people know where Doc lives…but someone came into his house and slaughtered him and his family.

No one knew where Nyx’s sisters lived either…but they got to them too.

Is it possible Doc and Nyx are linked somehow? If so, how?

And why the fuck does this woman look so familiar?

Something’s wrong here.

Very,verywrong.

But I’m not sure if I’ll ever have a chance to figure out what’s going on.

This woman plans to take a life today…and I’m getting one of those vibes again…

It’s going to be mine.

~ The End ~

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