Fangs

She’s not like anyone I’ve ever met.
I mean we’re f*ckin prisoners.
I let the Devil’s Rage snatch my ass.
And Julia, well, I think they’d kill her if they got the chance.
But that won’t happen.
I don’t need a gun to end them.
And my brothers will come for us.
Then the Devil’s Rage will wish they’d never been born.
Because in the end,
The Scorpions always get their prey.