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For once in my life, they’re silent.
They make no noise.
It’s maddeningly quiet inside my head.
For once they don’t make demands. They don’t plead or beg. They don’t cajole or promise.
In a world of noises, my world has focused down to two of them outside me.
Kyle breathes harshly as he stares into the abyss, and Eden tries to muffle her sobbing behind her hand.
There’s blood on her fingernails…
Looking down at the watch on my wrist, I see that it’s twenty minutes past the hour.
I look back to Kyle.
Kyle’s voice comes out in snarling blasts of air, as if beating a woman is tiring work for him. “Who. The. Fuck. Are. You?”
Removing my suit coat, I drop it to the floor.
Quietly, I explain to the shitstain of a human, “It’s twenty minutes past the hour, that would explain the silence. It’s said that during these silences, humanity is listening to the angels sing. But I don’t think you’re listening to them, Kyle. If you were, you wouldn’t be hurting one of their kind.”
My body tenses as Kyle moves away from my poor, delicate angel.
I’d shoot the stupid fuck where he stands if I didn’t feel the purest flame of hatred for him.
He’s going to die, but it will be by my hands.
As if reading my mind, his beady, piggish eyes look to the Glock holstered on my hip then back to my face.
Moving towards me, he snarls. “I don’t know who the fuck you think you are getting between me and my wife, but you’re going to regret it, boy. Do you know who my father is?”
Shrugging my shoulders at his meaningless threat, I say, “No, and I don’t care.”
“You will. It’s Conroy Phillips, asshole.” He snickers, as if that name should strike fear in my heart.
I grin back at him. “My boss is Lucifer.”
It takes Kyle a long time to make the connection, but when he does, I grin even wider.
“My turn, Kyle,” I say and launch myself at him.
My right fist connects solidly to the side of his head and I watch as he stumbles to the side.
He’s not used to someone with strength fighting back.
Grabbing him by the back of his head, my fingers lace through his slimy, sweaty hair.
Pulling his face to me, spittle rains down on him from my mouth as I scream, “You touched her!”
Another fist to his nose and blood erupts, splattering on me.
Another scream, “A fucking angel and you dared lay a finger on her!”
Pulling him over towards Eden, who’s dragged herself to the wall, covering her naked body with a towel, I show him. “Look at the way she pulls back from you! Look, you impotent little fuck!”
Ripping him away from her, I push him to give us a couple feet of distance.
