HIS PROMISES OF BEATING HER.
As she headed his way, he was screaming.
“I’ll kill you!”
Oh, she doubted that.
“What can’t kill us, Devon, only makes us stronger. Thank you for making me the fucking strongest bitch to walk this planet!”
Grabbing another gas can, she began splashing it all over him, and as he gurgled from it going in his mouth, she tossed that can into the blaze too.
“That’s called getting rid of evidence, Devon. I’m good at that too.”
He pissed himself, or she thought he did. With all of the gasoline, she couldn’t be sure.
“That was for Jet, who had a whole life to live, and who had served our country honorably.”
Gene just watched her, knowing that she was going to end this her way, but he still wished she’d let him help.
It was his family too.
She began dragging him in his chair toward the caskets. Oh, he was fighting, but ultimately, his fate was sealed.
And she hoped it was painful.
“This is for Vivian. She was young, sweet, and a good person who liked being around us. You took her life, and I’ll pay that back.”
When she pulled out her gun, she pointed it at his groin, and unloaded five bullets into his man bits.
He screamed as his dick and balls were removed.
“And now, you serial fuck nut, consider yourself castrated.”
As Gene moved toward her, she let him help her drag that chair closer.
And she continued.
“That’s for all the women you dug up and violated with your sickness. You don’t like when I mess with your dead, don’t mess with mine!”
He began begging for his life, and an ambulance. Someone didn’t understand what was about to happen.
He was going into the fire.
Alive.
“That is for Lance RunningWolf. He might have been annoying, but he deserved to live.”
As they got him into position, she put her gun against his forehead.
“And this is for Caspian Carter’s girlfriend, Rayna. You raped her, you tortured her, and you did disgusting things to her body. For that, you’ll pay.”
When he closed his eyes, she put her mouth by his ear.
“Nah, I’m not letting you off that easy. Gene? Help me toss him onto the bonfire. He loved his daddy so much, he can ride his bones to Hell.”
She didn’t have to ask him twice. Together, they lifted that chair, and tossed it onto the casket, and he ignited.
As he screamed, she stared into the fire, watching it take care of the man.
