Chapter 12: Is this Home?

Vin was still reeling with pride for Raleigh as their little group left the underground gambling den. He stole a quick look at Callie and frowned at her expression. She looked terrified.

But wasn’t that the reason Vin brought her here? To scare her, and let her know about the atrocities he was involved in? Vin was not a good man, and Callie needed to learn that sooner rather than later.

They were almost out of the main entrance when someone bumped into Vin, the ash from his lit cigarette leaving a nasty mark against the crime lord’s shirt.

“So, s-sorry, boss man.” The man was clearly drunk, with the way his words strung together. He was laughing too, something that one shouldn’t be doing in the presence of the Dragon, especially not after you’ve soiled his clothing.

Before anyone could blink, Vin had the man’s jaw in his tight grip and had pried one of the man’s eyes open.

“Bloodshot eyes, dilated pupils… a little watery too,” said Vin in a hushed voice, and each time he listed of