TWENTY SIX

"Sully Vonner! Get your fucking ass out here now!" I scream at the top of my lungs as it waves my anger and rage. I'm itching to cut the fucker in half and his men.

The first door that opens, Sully steps out from the room on the second floor. He approaches and stops in front of the rail.

"I guess five men can't take down a simple man," he seems disappointed as he yells at his men. "Are you all fucking weak?!"

"Where is Persephone?" I ask, growling from the pent-up rage inside.

"Don't worry, and she's asleep in the room."

I clench my fist. "If you touch her, I will cut both of your hands off."

Sully leans against the rail, flashing a smirk as if the threat doesn't intimate him.

"I can see why you're called Odin's Shadow because you are nothing but a shadow for a man who can turn the world upside down." He starts to say. "You are doing the dirty work for the old bastard."

"Don't talk about Odin like that! He isn't like you, a sick fucker who sodomizes younger boys for pleasure. Tell me,