Raquel
The Devil works hard, and then there’s me.
I might be temporarily beaten, but I’m not down for the count. The second Lucius turns his back, I manage to pop my thumb out of its socket with a grunt and slip out of the flimsy handcuffs he slapped on me. Moving swiftly, I snap my finger back in place and untie myself and get to work on freeing Dad, so hopped up on adrenaline that time seems to stand still. The second he’s free, Dad springs out of his chair. We charge Lucius together, slamming him hard into the workstation.
I kick him in the stomach. Dad rocks him with a sucker punch to the face. I hit him in the gut, winding back my fist before letting him have it. Dad knocks him in the side of the head with his knee. It’s fast, it’s brutal.
And let’s face it, it’s totally satisfyin
