[He made little effort to hide his sour mood. He never had in the Undercity, and he certainly never bothered all that much here. Besides, he expected that Jinx had sent that voicemail specifically to provide him opportunity to mull it over and decide which direction his mood would go. No doubt the longer he had to think on it, the easier it would be for her to navigate his displeasure. She was smart that way.
Except he thought she might underestimate his low burning emotional response to the progress of that relationship. It seemed time to invest in bunkers under all of his businesses, and properly outfit each one with the means to contain his enemies. The boy would break in the first. Silco would break his knees first so there would be less chance of running away.
He set the fish to the cooktop, keenly aware of Jinx's movements even as he fantasized about murdering that boy. Maybe cut him to pieces. Well, cut him a little each day so he didn't die.]
Oh it was meandering as it normally does from start to finish. There was a small interruption in the form of a questionable voicemail, of course.
action; cw: descriptions of knife violence, unlawful containment
Except he thought she might underestimate his low burning emotional response to the progress of that relationship. It seemed time to invest in bunkers under all of his businesses, and properly outfit each one with the means to contain his enemies. The boy would break in the first. Silco would break his knees first so there would be less chance of running away.
He set the fish to the cooktop, keenly aware of Jinx's movements even as he fantasized about murdering that boy. Maybe cut him to pieces. Well, cut him a little each day so he didn't die.]
Oh it was meandering as it normally does from start to finish. There was a small interruption in the form of a questionable voicemail, of course.