Safe House“Just get it over with, Heathcliff. I don’t have all day.” Hawkins chuckled and spat out some blood. Heath thought he might have seen a tooth. “I really don’t have all day.”
Ericson cursed next to him and wobbled in his chair, foolishly attempting to break free. There was really no point. Both Hawkins and Ericson, along with all of their men, had been stripped clean of weapons and the chains holding them were of magical draining properties. They couldn’t Travel or do any other kind of magic. They were trapped and entirely under his control.
The situation was bringing out the darkest part of Heath’s being. And not a cell in his body worried over it.
“Like he could actually finish the job,” Ericson spat, the words sounding eerie due to the swelling around his mouth and broken no
