Page 86 of Lucifer's Hounds

I note that the guys have moved away from the two throw-aways and Cass points the pistol at Boulder first. He doesn’t make a sound. Doesn’t beg. Doesn’t whine. He simply stands there, defeated.

The sound of the gunshot makes me jump as the bullet pierces directly between Boulder’s eyes. His lifeless body falls to the ground with a thud. Without hesitation, Cass shoots Jordan in the same manner.

Everyone is standing outside the clubhouse now, looking at the scene before them. No one looks surprised, not even the ol’ ladies. They act like this is normal. Probably because it is.

I’m in love with a murderer, yet somehow, I’m okay with that.

Cass looks at the men and women standing before him. I take my place at his side, unphased by the fact that he still holds a gun in his hand.

He places a chaste kiss on top of my head, his eyes silently pleading for my forgiveness, before turning to look at the crew of Hounds behind him.

“They want a fucking war; I’ll give them a fucking war.”

THE END…FOR NOW…

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