mel

ulging in terror as cold sweat cascaded down his tem

s an internal charter dispute! Iron Kings bylaws state outside colors cannot

Glock 21, though his gloved thumb

like grinding tectonic plates. "But lay another finger on her, an

ted in humiliated fury, realizing he couldn't touch me by raw

bhouse, desperate to weaponize the only burea

a perimeter, but could not physically cross into internal chart

ounds' 1970s founding bylaws, an Old Lady accused of adultery had to submit to a mandatory "forensic chastit

tical holster, ready to level the entire bui

d coldly. "Let's see what pathetic ga

my own two feet straight into the sterile, da

l bleach, rusted iron, and stale b

ir in the corner like a vulture, her thin

a White, the charter's corrupt, pill-pushing resident medic,

rups, Carmel," Brenda ordered coldly, brandishing a long

to verify foreign DNA traces. Once confirmed on the record, all yo

l tool before I feed it to you," I said, remainin

corner, her painted lips

s senior enforcers are right outside. If you don't spread your legs volu

the room, their thick, tattooed arms reaching out aggr

didn't scream. I di

to the concealed tactical sheath nestled

the four-inch blackened steel blade loc

ove my left elbow hard into his solar plexus with the f

serrated edge of my blade was pressed f

red blood welled instant

cketing into the air, trembling violently as he fel

king eyes with Brenda across the stainless-steel table, "and I

t hands shaking as the heavy stee

olling under the drug cabinet as she scramb

rd, slicing clean through the rubber fingertips of Brenda'

lashed out, kicking the heavy stainless-

as

bottles of brown iodine exploded across the room in a

chair, pressing her spine flat against the co

patched brother's prospect! That carries an

cute it, Martha,

ently forward, sending him crashing

my thigh, flicked the locking mechanism shut with one

ce was pure, lethal frost that sucked the oxy

he cowering old woman until she w

exclusively to me. If any of you parasites try to touch me

or open with the heel of my boot

ll, his massive arms crossed over his Iron Kings Cut,

rk ghosted across his

h out of that room, Ma'am?

o an icy, combat-ready rhythm. "Let those c

inforced bay, threw the titanium deadbolts, a

, logging directly into the

his legal tricks and

would be blind, reckless