"If you or your brothers lay a single finger on my little sister... if you even look at her the wrong way... I will personally take a knife to your balls and turn them into a Christmas ornament. Then I'll cut your chest open, reach into the cavity, and rip your heart right out to play tennis with." I flashed another toothy grin. "Clear?" The boy nodded quickly, looking about six shades paler than he had when I approached. "Good," I murmured, patting the top of his car. "Nice chatting with you." As I walked away, a voice crackled from the car speakers. "Holy shit, was that her? Did Hades just
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