Free The Wages of Sin (Blood Brothers Vampire Series Book Two) by Greg Sisco Page B

the screams
kept up for several seconds and he could hear people banging around
in the other room, knocking over furniture, and then two women were
screaming instead of one. It wasn’t Thor’s way of doing things, not
that Loki was worried.
    “What happened?” asked Vivienne.
    “Probably just a spider,” said Loki, still fucking
the drunk girl from behind.
    “No. Bev! What happened!”
    “Come on. Forget it.”
    “I’m sorry. I have to check on my sister.”
    She squirmed out of his grip and ran naked from the
bedroom. Loki rolled his eyes, sat on the edge of the bed and put
his pants on. After a minute there was a third woman joining in the
screams and Loki’s curiosity was piqued.
    He grabbed one of the guns off his dresser and
headed for the living room.
     
    When Jonathan jerked open the closet, Thor was on
the couch with his pants down and a big man he didn’t recognize was
stabbing him in the chest. Bev was half naked, doing nothing to
resolve the situation other than screaming. Jewel took to the same
strategy.
    After he’d regained control of his body following
the shock (which took at least ten seconds), Jonathan tried to get
Jewel to run with him in the direction of the front door. She was
hysterical and paid little attention to him. He grabbed her hand
and pulled her with more force than he liked to use and she
continued to scream and stare at the man who knelt next to Thor,
plunging the knife into him over and over.
    Before they could get more than a few feet, a naked
Vivienne pushed her way into the room and joined in the screaming.
There were now three screaming women—one dressed, one half-dressed,
and one not dressed—forming a triangle around a man with his pants
around his ankles who was being stabbed repeatedly in the chest.
Believe it or not, this was not the first time this had happened in
Las Vegas.
    Loki came stumbling down the hall shirtless with a
semi-automatic pistol in his hand. Seeing Thor curled up on the
ground with a knife in him, he shrugged and fired the gun several
times into the aggressor’s back. The big man collapsed on top of
Thor, struggled to move for a few seconds, then died with an odd
smile on his face.
    The women were screaming louder now than they had
been before the gun was brought out. Jonathan was more or less
paralyzed. With Loki now in the room and armed, he gave up on the
idea of running.
    “What the fuck, Thor?” said Loki. “You forget your
nuts in your other pants?”
    Thor lay there breathing hard. He didn’t
respond.
    Everyone had quieted down and they were waiting for
Loki to tell them what to do.
    Bev fished her cell phone out of her pants pocket.
“I’ll call 9-1-1.”
    Loki shot her. Her blood drenched her sister and the
wall behind. Vivienne gave a horrible cry and ran to her big sis
and Loki shot her as well. Both were head shots. Both were down for
the count.
    “No!” screamed Jewel.
    Jonathan ran at Loki without realizing what he was
doing and fought for the gun. He’d been hearing Loki’s stories for
months and there had been no shortage of physical threats from the
man, but this was the first time he’d witnessed an act of violence
firsthand and it had an intense effect on him.
    Loki pushed Jonathan away and he landed on top of
Thor and the big stranger. Jonathan looked up and cowered.
    Loki aimed the gun at Jewel. “Hm. Now you I’m not
sure about.”
    The knife was still buried in
Thor’s heart and Thor, semi-conscious, was pointing at it and
seemingly trying to say “ Take it.” What he was actually trying to say was “Take it out,” but
Jonathan drew tremendous courage from what he thought he
heard.
    “Please,” said Jewel, the way humans always do.
“Please.”
    Loki stroked her hair with the barrel of the
gun.
    Jonathan grabbed the hilt of the knife and ripped it
out of Thor’s chest. Thor breathed in a little and put his hand
over the wound as Jonathan stood and ran at Loki. Loki turned
around with a smile just as