Chapter 33: Stay Away from Her-She's Filthy!

"Drop dead!" Drew Halenkamp took aim at Elijah Quinny, finger tightening on the trigger. The next second, the man in his sights vanished. "Huh? What the hell?" Drew's heart lurched, confusion written all over his face. A bolt of pain shot through his wrist. His right hand twisted at an ugly angle, and the pistol clattered to the ground. In a blink, Elijah had snapped Drew's wrist. The sharp, tearing pain had Drew grimacing in pain. "I gave you your chance," Elijah said, his voice cold enough...