Abaddon looked up from where she was trapped in a severed head. She could feel the bullet. It wasn't lodged in bone. It was stuck in flesh. That meant in a couple of months, the bullet would drop out of the head and she would be free. It didn't matter that he planned to bury her in concrete. Concrete couldn't hold a demon. She'd be back soon for her revenge. After what she had just witnessed, she knew exactly what to use to do it. She rolled her eyes towards the younger brother and let a small smile play on her lips.