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In this scene, "X", full name Xavion Vandalaare, takes advantage of a woman's lapse in judgment.
The waitress returned, slinging their glasses onto the table. The tray tucked under her arm, she paused and glanced behind. Her eyes returned, sharp on his face.
“The brunette at the bar asked about you,” she said.
He raised his brow. As if the two of them hadn’t had enough interaction.
“Told her you were available but she had to watch out for these other two, especially the one with the tats because I’ve seen him fire a weapon.”
“And?” Xavion asked.
The waitress gave a light laugh. “And she said so had she.”
He looked past her toward the woman in question. Her head turned toward the side, she argued with a man on her left. Clenching her glass in her hand, she hurled its contents at his face, and the man descended into obscenities. He curled his fingers over her wrist.
“Don’t like the look of that,” Yngvi said.
He shook his head, him either. He briefly considered taking action, but quickly dismissed it because in one swift motion, the woman raised her knee to the man’s groin.
“Ooo.” They all three grunted together.
“That’s rough,” Zajac said.
“Miss? You forgot your … purse ….” The bartender called out to the woman’s retreating back, but she either didn’t hear or wasn’t about to return.
Xavion jabbed at his brother’s side. “Let me out.”
Zajac rose, and he moved to his feet. The pair of them looked up at him.
“What are you going to do?” Yngvi asked.
Xavion glanced down then forward. “Collateral,” he said. “Something tells me I’m going to need some leverage, and she just left it behind.”
With that, he walked off.
Suzanne D. Williams
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Suzanne Williams is a native Floridian, wife, and mother, with a penchant for spelling anything, who happens to love photography.