Page 166 of Dance of Monsters


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Sebastian

BINGO MOTHERFUCKERS

Sebastian

Got a solid location for those three fucks working for Beaumont who were trying to sell Syndicate intel to the Triads.

Sebastian

Pretty sure El Capitan is “busy” with his Acolyte.

I look up sharply at Sebastian.

“Just keep reading,” he grins.

Sebastian

Who else wants to help me rain down some good old-fashioned violence and mayhem on these assholes?

Gideon

IN. Can I bring my box of tools?

Sebastian

Fuckin psycho energy. I like it. And hell YES.

Gideon

Sweet.

I glance up at Gideon, whose shrug is midway between uncaring and sheepish.

“You freak me the fuck out sometimes, buddy.”

He beams. “Why, thank you.”

I glance back to the last messages in the text exchange

Sebastian

KING. Giddyup, motherfucker. It’s carnage time.

Carson

I’m good.

Carson

Have fun.

I look up, frowning. “Thatis the cause of your concern?”

Gideon clears his throat. “It, uh…isout of character for Carson of all people to say no to inflicting pain and suffering on others. Like, radically.”

Hmm. He does have a point.

“Do we know where he is?”