Page 13 of Savage Throne
Continuing forward, I turned to Leo. “Where are we going?”
“To the Palace.”
“Why the Palace?”
“My son is smart but predictable.”
“Meaning?”
“Lei will barricade the gates making sure I can’t drive you out of here. “
I pursed my lips.
“So we’re going to take one of the Four Aces helicopters to avoid any further confrontation.”
Of course, Lei would do everything to stop me from leaving the East. He’d already been desperate when I said goodbye.
His face flashed in my mind—the sadness in his eyes, the tears.
Stop it. You can’t think about that now.
I shoved the vision out of my head and kept on moving.
Further away from Lotus Blossom, Leo's men fanned out into a loose formation.
I’m really about to be hanging with Leo tonight. Holy fucking shit this is going to be terrifying.
Trying to calm the tremble in my hands, I shoved them into the pockets of the jacket.
Huh?
In the right pocket, my fingers brushed against something strange—small, stiff, and oddly familiar in its texture.
What the hell is this?
My heart skipped a beat.
Slowly, I pulled the object from the pocket, praying it was nothing more than an oddly shaped crumpled piece of paper, or maybe a long, thick trinket Leo had forgotten.
But when I brought it into the moonlight, the breath froze in my throat and I stopped walking.
Everyone paused with me.
Oh my God.
It wasn’t crumpled paper.
It wasn’t a trinket.
It was a finger.
A human finger.
My stomach lurched. I stumbled back, dropping the severed finger. “Ah!”
Leo caught the finger before it hit the ground. “Oh. I forgot that was in there. My apologies.”
You forgot a human finger was in your pocket? Jesus, is that really how you roll?
