She'd meant every word. And on some level, that scares her. On another, she embraces it. That level of nasty is what's going to keep her alive.
Rose bites her lip to keep from screaming for him to leave David alone. Misha, she knows, can handle himself.
"Yer a dead man walking, buster," she growls. "One way or th' other. Ya just don't know it yet."
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