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Two-faced snake

The Viper

My Angel of Death spooked easily. I couldn’t help smiling with every meaningless thing she threw into her cart to secretly find me.

The problem was, she couldn’t. Not unless I wanted her to. When she headed straight for the parking lot, I had to hold back a snicker. She was a daring little devil, yet so predictable. I would have to take her back with me sometime and remind her what predictability did to her dear Mama and Papa. While it would be fun to play this game for a while, I had bigger fish to fry so I took off the mask I had slipped on when I got to the parking lot.

Her sharp intake of breath was something I could live for. If I was anyone else, she would have fought—even knowing she would lose spectacularly. But although she was so scared of me, she knew I couldn’t hurt her. At least not until she was done with those pesky Arcieros.

Their destruction was the only thing I ever looked forward to and she was the only one who hated them as much as I did. Maybe even m
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