Rafe's POV
Once Jason and Lucian left the home to deal with the mess they had created previous night, it was finally my turn for the real fun I had saved from the last night.
Real fun?
Oh yes. The kind of fun that involves two rotting sacks of shit—Luis's dear friends—the ones who sold Eira to traffickers like she was just another piece of meat.
That day, Luis listed the names of seven bastards who had tormented her in prison. I killed five last night, quick and clean. But these two? No, these two were special. They deserved something memorable before they died.
One of them was as old and crusty as Luis. The other? About to enter a nice, long midlife crisis… if he even made it out of this forest alive.
I reached the place deep within the forest, a perfect circular patch of grassy land surrounded by thick woods. Except for one side that ended in a jagged cliff overlooking the raging sea below.
