22JaxThe man who sat before me was big. Bigger than I was by a couple of inches and roped with muscles that made him look like the kind of man who devoured children for breakfast every day. It would have been a lot more convincing, however, if his expression wasn’t a mask of absolute terror. He’d had that same expression, bruised and battered, since we’d dragged him in here. I think he’d even been praying a couple of times, making me want to remind him he was inReaper territory. No god was going to save him here.
Thunder was standing off to my right, arms folded across his chest so they sat on his heavy middle. Thanks to the dimmed lighting and Thunder’s unkempt look, my temporary bodyguard looked menacing. Perfect for the mood.
I stood in front of the man, who was a Slayer and Blade’s l
