Page 36 of Devil
He nods subtly, accepting her presence.
Once we’re a few feet away, I stop Nova, turning to face her. “Stay here. No matter what, don’t interfere.”
She glares. “What are you up to, Everly?”
I shrug. “I’m going to have some fun.” Before she can question me further, I kiss her quickly, leaving her behind as I focus on my target.
Adrenaline courses through my veins as I close in on the piece of shit I’m about to destroy. “Daniel.”
“Look Devil, I just do what I’m told-” He starts but I cut him off.
“I know. It’s hard being the low man on the totem pole. The boss tells you to steal shit and kill people and you have to do it, right?”
He nods furiously. “Exactly!”
“That’s why I have a proposal.”
“Sure, man. Anything.” He’s so eager which makes this even better.
“I haven’t had a good fight in a while. We’ll have a go and if you put me on my ass, you’re free to leave.”
“Boss.” Max chimes in and I silence him with a glare.
Stepping closer to him, I lower my voice. “Keep your fucking eyes on Nova. Do not let her out of your sight.”
Turning back to Daniel, his mouth hangs open. I quirk an eyebrow and he finds his voice. “I’ve heard the stories, man. I don’t stand a chance against you.”
“Sure, you do. I’ll even let you have the first punch.” I offer.
His eyes dart around the room nervously and I glance back at Nova. She’s taken a seat in an old, rusted chair, one leg crossed over the other, a shit eating grin on her face.
She’s confident I’ll win, and something I’ve never felt before hits me.
I want to make her proud.
Turning my attention back to Daniel, I taunt him. “Make it count.”
In a split second, he lunges forward, his fist connecting with my jaw. My head snaps to the side, and I spit a little blood on the floor at my feet. His eyes widen as I face him again. “My turn.”
Taking a menacing step forward, I punch him in the face, and he stumbles backwards. With every step he retreats, I gain two. His back hits the wall and I lay into him, pounding his face over and over until his arms shoot out, pushing me back a step.
His leg kicks out, but I’m faster.
His weak punch connects, but I’m stronger.
Blood soaks his face and shirt, but he doesn’t give up. His hands come up in a defensive posture, but it’s no use. My knuckles begin to split open and bleed. His bones crunch from the force of my blows.
My bloody fist meets his throat, and he crumples to the ground, choking. He looks pathetic as he lays there coughing and gagging, both eyes already swelling shut.
“You lose.” I smirk, turning my back on the asshole.
My gaze collides with a smiling Nova. Excitement plays across her face until her eyes widen and she screams. “Colt!”
Spinning around, the motherfucker slashes my arm with a dull fucking pocketknife. My body twists to the side to avoid another swing, the burn is a little more than uncomfortable. I see Nova knee Max in the balls, and he falls to the ground.
Before I can subdue Daniel, she whirls by me like a fucking tornado, swinging a wood plank at his head. He bellows in agony as he collapses to the ground, but she doesn’t stop there. She lifts the plank vertically, ramming the end into his ribs until he curls into a ball. She brings her foot down on his nuts, the plank down on his knee.
She’s a picture of savage perfection.