The shiny black handgun disappeared back inside Zarek's tailored suit jacket.
Roxy didn't want a quick, loud gunshot. She didn't want the police knocking on their penthouse door asking questions. But most importantly, she knew that letting her ex-husband die fast was way too easy. It was a mercy he absolutely did not deserve.
"A bullet is too fast," Roxy explained, looking around at her six massive, deadly husbands. Her green eyes were completely clear and focused. The fear from the park was gone, replaced by the cold, calculating mind of a Queen. "If he dies today, he won't even have time to understand why it happened. He made me feel completely helpless, like I had zero control over my own life. I want him to feel exactly what he made me feel."
A slow, terrifyingly proud smile spread across Torian's face. The giant White Tiger crossed his arms, leaning back. "I like this plan already."
