[Music: Vengeance by Zack Hemsey]
"I knew there was no other way I could get close to you..." His fingers traced the injector pen. "Knowing how the Devil secures his property, especially his woman."
I swallowed a lump in my throat.
"All I had to do was think of a solid plan to draw you out into my grasp. And here you are... right where I want."
His black eyes unsettled me; there was something about them that made me paralyzed. I couldn't look away either.
"You're curious, aren't you? About who I am and why I'm doing this. Can you take a wild guess? Or no need... that will spoil the fun. I'll tell you about this, though."
He raised the pen. "Theo Mercer. Remember him? The born genius who invented a lot of shit. The ant under my boots, but it's a shame he's dead now. He really was useful."
"W-What?"
