“You’ve asked me before about the voodoo,” I rasp, hoping I’ve kept the panic from my voice. He goes still behind me. “Yeah, now I have your attention, you dickless bastard,” I spit. “Let me go, or I promise you pain. You think you can hurt me because you’re bigger and stronger?” I bark a humorless laugh. “That’s not power. I can make your life miserable for years to come in ways you cannot even imagine. One curse would do it.” I turn my head and glare at him over my shoulder. “I swear it. Test me, Chase.”
