“That the best you’ve got?” I lean forward, running my tongue over my lip. “Hate to break it to you, baby girl, but I’ve had better.” Her eyes turn to slits, but she meets my challenge. She flies up from the ground and uses the same tie she just had around my eyes and binds my hands before dragging me to where a coffin stands. I swear to fuck if she plays the whole cut you in half game I’m running, and I don’t care what that looks like to everyone else.
