Tex’ forearm twitched before he snarled again; “Lay…the…fuck…off.” Each word dripped with venom.“We will but first I want to make sure you take my meaning – take it as gospel. Play your little game, fuck her bow-legged but when it comes down to a choice between you or her getting hurt, I’ll put a bullet in her pretty little head so fast you’ll think you imagined her.” With that, he walked off. Cy following behind. They tipped their hats to Elena as they passed her.
Keshia Harris, Tex
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