>>21390086Cassie had no history with these women, so it wasn’t a grudge. This was about making a statement. About attention. A bold choice, to seek that at her expense. But something wasn’t right. The crowd all seem so strangely passive, like puppets whose strings weren’t being yanked. There was more to this than met the eye.
And then it happens. One of the women takes on a very deliberate stance and snaps her fingers, immediately causing dozens if not hundreds of drinks to burst into flame. Cassie’s eyes widen. She had already had more of an exposure to the supernatural than she cared for in recent months thanks to her cousin Lexi and the dead local men she’s left in her wake on an almost nightly basis. But this… this attack went far beyond the relatively minor bother of having her men dispose of corpses on Lexi’s behalf, an activity her organisation’s operations already necessitated. This needed to stop. And it needed to stop now.
