Chapter 1599 Not Quite A White Knight(Reluctant Sex):>Ep5

• The trunk was not comfortable, but it had a better outlook than where she had been. The jacket would be missed but the CSIs would make up something. I arranged blankets under her, plus another handcuff to keep her and Vicky together, just in case. I also took the cameras the fucking Black Kings had set up, taking a quick look for other bits. (The cameras recorded but did not broadcast.) I left all the weapons the Kings had: Knives and pistols and tools, there was nothing interesting. I left Cosmo's gun, his people would expect to find it. On patrol like this I wear gloves and a ski mask so there was no DNA. I decided against torching the place; why force the authorities attention? Better to control the timing.
• On the way back to the car I honestly wondered if I would kill her after our private "thank you" party. Well, if I did it would not be slow and agonizing like the late Black Kings planned. Using pliers and dry fucking ice while their dicks were inside her magnificent body? I was too fucking quick with them! What sort of drug-retarded animal thinks like that for somebody hot who comes willingly with their ugly selves? We all had to die, if I had to end her because of my own mistake a proper 'thank you' for her willing company would be a quick painless death by surprise during or right after the biggest, both mind-blowing orgasm I could muster in her. (Yes, I do think very well of myself.)
• As I drove I felt like killing some more Black Kings just because. I still had my machetes. Under the unwritten LA rules it was allowed for for those wearing gang colors. But no such luck.