Chapter 20
Poe
A piece of glass crunches under my loafer, and I step back to kick it out of the way.
Annie could have hurt herself on this. She’s not safe here.
I walk over to the cat tree, and Joan Wick hisses at me.
“Shh. If you promise to be good, I’ll come back for you.
” I reach up to pet her, and she swats at me.
Her nail cuts my arm like a razor blade.
“Bitch.” She tries to run away, but I grab her by the scruff and dangle her in the air. “That wasn’t very nice.”
She struggles and kicks, and I squeeze harder.
Her limbs start to go lax, and once she settles, I drop her to the ground and step over her as I walk to the window.
Annie is lying on that bastard’s couch with an ice pack on her head.
“He can’t keep you safe anymore. Only I can.
I’m going to protect you.” I touch the glass and promise her. “Soon angel mine, very soon.”