Shadows and Blood by William Massa

Author:William Massa [Massa, William]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Critical Mass Publishing
Published: 2020-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

In the dark corner that had caught Natalie’s eye, the Hexecutioner watched as Todd continued to spin his diabolical web. This time, his magic didn’t waver, and he remained invisible to human eyes. That was thanks to the hours he’d spent steeling himself for this evening’s surveillance. This time he held his emotions in check. He couldn’t afford to let Natalie see him now, or she’d give away the hunt.

He’d trailed the Familiar all week long, but the bastard had refused to lead him to his undead masters. Todd was smart enough not to show up at their lair empty-handed. Nosferati could turn on their helpers when their hunger became too strong.

So Weylock remained in the shadows and bided his time.

Watching him now, Weylock marveled at the ease at which Todd interacted with Natalie’s kid, how easily he’d struck up a friendship with the boy. Seeing them together was both fascinating and unnerving. Tapping into his old FBI training, Weylock had put together a rough psych profile of the bastard. Todd was a perfect sociopath. Charming, witty, capable of faking warmth and building rapport without even working up a sweat.

The cunning bastard could completely compartmentalize his emotions. Every smile or high five or fist bump he shared with Sean was part of an elaborate game of manipulation. Every look he gave Natalie, everything he said to make her laugh, was a lie. Todd didn’t seem to experience emotions on a personal level; they solely served as weapons of psychological warfare.

Todd recognized a need in these poor women. He could fake being the man of their dreams, but his heart was as cold as his soul was black. Todd didn’t care about this struggling woman, couldn’t give a shit about the boy starved for a father figure. He couldn’t care, and for a moment that almost made Weylock feel sorry for him.

Almost.

Weylock had known many such psychopaths as an FBI profiler. Those were the men he used to hunt in his old life. Funny how so little had changed when he became the Hexecutioner. Still hunting the same old predators, only with a new bag of tricks.

A big smile lit up the Familiar’s face. Was he picturing Natalie’s face when she finally met his inhuman masters? Was he hearing her screams of terror?

Little did the psychotic asshole know that Weylock also was smiling.

The Hexecutioner was looking forward to becoming better acquainted with Todd.

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