Chapter TwoSeeing Zonyai out cold, Franklin cracked the knuckles on both of his hands, preparing to finish him off.
“Ahhhhhhh!” a feral scream came from his rear, mouth stretched open. Her acrylic nails formed like flesh tearing talons to do maximum damage. She latched onto his back like a cat, biting at his neck and scratching. “Get off of him!” spittle flew from off of her lips.
“Aaarrr!” He grimaced and jerked her from his back. She fell and hit her head on the edge of the dresser, lying there barely conscious, moaning in pain.
Jackie Needles and Joey-T came running through the door, guns hanging at their sides. They looked from a bobble headed Marbella to their boss who was sweating and holding a knocked out black man by his ankle.
“We’re going down in the basement to teach this fu
