Daddy’s Good Girl
"What matters now is dealing with Isaiah."
"I still say the simplest solution is the best one," Dax said, leaning back in his chair. "I kill Isaiah. Problem solved."
"We tried that already," Thomas said through gritted teeth, his voice rising. "Six snipers and he survived. Then he came after me with a gun. The man is harder to kill than a cockroach."
"That's because you hired terrible help." Dax examined his fingernails casually. "I, on the other hand, am very good at what I do. I know how to make people suffer."