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Murderers Can Love?
Chapter Four
Voices whispered around the man and woman. Clarissa felt like she'd said something that was dangerous to say. There was a vein on his neck that seemed to pulsing and his eyes showed his anger. She didn't show any fear though…fear was weakness and weakness could get her killed…or worse. She watched him trying to judge his expression more but he had one his stone mask. He turned away from her and began to walk towards a door.
"Put the prisoners in a cell downstairs. Make sure they are comfortable. The girl is going with me." Startled by his command she hesitated. One glare from him told her to follow or else. She quickly caught up to him and walked abreast with him (beside him) and with her defiant move she angered him. He tried to quicken the pace a little and became frustrated when she still walked smoothly beside him. "You obviously do not know the customs woman, or you'd stand behind me."
"I do not walk behind any man like his bitch on a leash." Her eyes burned with anger. He couldn't help but think of how much she reminded him of Jack. Her smart ass temper would be greatly appreciated by him. He loved to have verbal wars. 'You've gone soft.' The inner beast inside of him growled. 'Quite." His thoughts growled back. He would not let that animal control him. Her smell drifted through the air and when it reached Riddick, he stiffened. The beast perked up it's ears at the smell. 'She is one of us.' The beast cooed almost as if singing a lullaby. 'She smells like an animal in heat.' Riddick just ignored it and kept walking. It was going to be hard for him to restrain himself if she continued to smell like that. Riddick looked up and noticed Vaako was coming towards him.
"Lord Marshall?" Vaako called somewhat hesitantly. Everyone knew that Riddick had a horrible temper.
"What is it Vaako?"
"I'm sorry Sir but Aereon requested your presence." Vaako said bowing to Riddick and Clarissa. Clarissa felt weird to be considered someone important enough to be bowed at.
"That's where we're headed." Riddick replied coldly.