He expected to find her still bound and gagged and harmless. But she was a warrior and lunged out of the trunk like a tiger attacking its prey and plunged the cuff into the side of his throat. His shocked expression delighted her. This was for all the people he’d harmed. She gripped his shirt and pulled herself all the way out of the trunk but had severely underestimated how numb her legs remained. She fell straight to the pavement. The cuff hook, still firmly embedded in his neck, jerked straight down with her, emptying his gullet like a spilled paint bucket. He dropped to his knees with both
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