Are you afraid?
Needy stood on the balcony of their hotel room, watching as Low Shoulder celebrated their unearned success. Her eyes were narrow and her fingers threatened to snap the handle of the Bowie knife she held.
I think I already died when you got here, but I woke up when I heard your voice.
Chip's last words ran throughher brain on a loop. The more she watched the bastards who took Jennifer, and Chip, the stronger the little slice of demon inside her felt. Needy's feet slowly left the balcony and she hovered outside the window.
Is this how you felt when you killed her?
One of the members turned on a stereo, splaying some other rock music. Now was the time.
The doors blasted open, and Needy swore she could hear Jennifer's laugh as she attacked.