Chapter Twenty
“That motherfucker threw me to the liquor area!” Rigs snarled over the phone.
Kurt played with the blade on his fingers, his chiseled upper body was in display as he watched the news on the small flat screen TV in his new motel room. Serena was already gone but had left him with no choice but to move to another motel. She’d gone nuts after they’d share an intimate time, and decided to fill herself up with the other guests’ blood.
“Why? What did you do for him to mind you anyway?” He asked, his eyes remained focused on the news about the last motel he’d been.
“I did what you’ve asked me to do. Make sure he’d take her with him.” Rigs replied.
A heavy sigh left Kurt’s lips, trying to control his temper. He really hates indirect answers when he clearly stated the question i
