A Promise of Torment (A Violent Agenda)

“You were. Jude will survive another night, but Rebecca might not,” I say. “You also need to learn to use the tools around you. Griffin happens to be a very useful one.”

I don’t wait to argue with V. She hasn’t seen the message from Quinn yet, but I have.

I slam the car into reverse, almost knocking Griffin’s guy over. There’s a bump as I drive over his foot, and he roars in pain and punches a fist through the rear side window.

“What the fuck?!” Viola exclaims, as glass shatters all over the back seat.

Jaw clenched, I shift into drive and peel around the back of the market where there’s another entrance, and block Pascal Havemeyer from getting into a waiting town car.

V, for all her fucking distractions, does what I need her to without being asked. She sees the girl, shoots me a look, and then yanks open her door and drags the poor girl kicking and screaming into the passenger seat.

“See,” I say, as I switch gears and accelerate us out of the market. “Goddamn useful.”