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with the staple gun was dead.
    “Yeah we’re beat,” said Loki. “Hey, this is Jewel.
Turns out Jonathan’s had a girlfriend all this time none of us knew
about.”
    “That so?”
    Jesus. Things kept getting worse.
    “Jewel, this is Thor,” said Loki. “He’s the nice
one.”
    “Nice to meet you,” she said unconvincingly.
Jonathan had his arms wrapped around her and she was cowering
against his chest. He kept whispering in her ear, telling her to
run, but she wouldn’t do it.
    “Vivienne, honey, there you are. You disappeared in
there. I couldn’t find you,” said some girl out front who had
similarly blonde hair cut shorter than Vivienne’s and sharper edges
on her face. “I should take you home. It’s really late. Mom’ll be
upset.”
    “I’m gonna go home with him,” said Vivienne.
    “No you’re not,” said the sharp-faced girl. “I’ll
never hear the end of it.” She turned to Loki. “Sorry. She’s only
eighteen. She’s still in high school.”
    “Hey, I’m not much older and I own the place,” said
Loki. “Know the secret? I never worried what would upset Mom.”
    “Yeah, neither does she and it hasn’t really paid
off,” said the sharp-faced girl. Vivienne gave her the finger.
    “Let’s just go,” said Thor, but Loki had a hard on
for Vivienne and they weren’t going anywhere without her.
    “You know,” said Loki, “I know you’re her sister,
but you act like her mother. Girl’s already got a mother, and a
hard-assed one from the sound of it. Sisters ought to be advocates,
in the trenches together. Take my Brother here.” He put his arm
around Thor. “My dad was a mean old bastard and I wouldn’t have
gotten anywhere if my little bro hadn’t fought for the Resistance
with me.”
    The girl seemed unimpressed so Thor gave her that
teen idol smile of his that girls masturbated to later. “Don’t mind
him,” he told the sharp-faced girl. “He likes to talk.”
    “Yeah, he does,” she said, not realizing by agreeing
with Thor she was already establishing a bond.
    “That’s a cute outfit,” he said. If you look like
Thor and have the same level of confidence, this is all you have to
say. “What’s your name?”
    “Beverly,” said the girl. “Bev.”
    Thor took her hand and kissed it. What the hell. If
he didn’t drain her she’d report her sister missing and make Loki
the prime suspect. There was no sensible option other than to fuck
her and drink her blood.

CHAPTER
THIRTEEN
     
    Loki’s place was in the middle of nowhere. Horace
parked half a mile past it and walked back to stay inconspicuous in
case Thor was coming or going. As a former cop, he ought to have
wanted proof Thor was his man, but he’d never been a good cop.
Acting without proof was an easy way to speed up the process and he
was after peace of mind, not a conviction. Tonight, ‘pretty sure’
was sure enough.
    As he traversed a dirt road that was a little long
to be considered a driveway, he imagined Thor’s obituary.
    DOUGLAS THOR.
    DEVOTED BROTHER.
    BELOVED SON.
    SADISTIC FUCK.
    He heard an engine behind him and turned. There was
a pair of headlights off in the distance coming toward him. He
ducked behind some bushes fifty feet from the front door.
    Six people piled out of the Rolls Royce—first three
young women and a large man who had all been piled into the
backseat, then a not-so-happy and slightly drunk looking fellow in
his early thirties who had been in the driver’s seat, and
then—yes!—a rather dashing boy with blonde hair and blue eyes who’d
been riding shotgun.
    The big fellow sang songs and
danced with one of the girls and slid his hands up and down her
body. The girl was high school aged and so she could neither hold
her liquor nor keep her vagina in her pants with both hands and six
rolls of duct tape. She was rubbing his crotch through his pants
and whispering in his ear, probably dirty talk about cocks and
pussies with all the words she’d heard in porno movies,