Chapter Ten
As dawn arrived and the steel shutters came down all around the mansion's billiards room, Vishous bit into an Arby's roast beef sandwich. Thing tasted like a phone book, through no fault of the ingredients.
At the soft smack of pool balls, he looked up. Beth, the queen, was just straightening from the felt.
"Nice shot," Rhage said as he lounged against a silk wall.
"Careful training. " She walked around the table, sizing up her next stroke. When she leaned down again and braced the cue on her left hand, the queen's Saturnine Ruby flashed on her middle finger.
V wiped his mouth with a paper napkin. "She's going to beat you again, Hollywood. "
"Probably. "
Except she didn't get the chance. Wrath plowed through the doorway, clearly in a mood. His long black hair, which was down almost to his leather-covered ass now, flared behind him, then came to rest on his thick back.
Beth put her cue down. "How is John?"
"Who the hell knows. " Wrath went over and kissed her on the mouth, then on both sides of her neck over her veins. "He won't go to see Havers. Refuses to get anywhere near the clinic. Kid's asleep in Tohr's office now, just exhausted. "
"What was the trigger for the seizure this time?"
"Z was doing a class on explosives. Kid just whacked out, ended up on the floor. Same as before when he saw you. "
Beth wrapped her arms around Wrath's waist and leaned into her hellren's body. Their black hair mixed together,