The outright disrespect from these people, including the son of his mother's despicable little project, was galling, but Damien held his tongue. He simply memorized their faces and their voices. One of these days, when this was all over and he was looking for something to do, perhaps he would simply have Reed put a bullet in their heads, or that of one of their family members.
And it would be especially entertaining because they wouldn't even know why it happened, or suspect that their disrespect today was the cause. Damien smiled at that, even as he stepped away from Henry.
"Do have a safe trip, Cousin Mine. I hope to see you return home in one piece." Damien says.
So that I may cut you into a thousand tiny ones. he finishes in his head.
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