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“ENOUGH!” She yells, holding her hands out commandingly, the room falls silent, except for one man, who continues to laugh loudly, as the girl in his arms tries to wriggle free.
“Come on honey, I’ve got what you need, just reach into my pocket and pull it out, I promise I won’t hurt you, unless of course, that’s what you want. Then I’ll make you fuckin…” it’s then he realizes that all eyes are on him, and the room stands in silence, he smiles nervously, as he feels his lip break out in a sweat. “W-What the fuck is everyone looking at?”
“Kevin,” she says, standing a few feet away from him, the crowd parts, allowing them to meet eyes, his lip now trembles and his smile is replaced with a twisted, guilty grimace.
“S-S-S-Sal, is there a prob-problem?” He mutters, tightening his grip on the girl.
Slowly she makes her way towards him, each step, graceful, mesmerizing, every set of eyes follow her, until she stops inches from where he sits, leaning down she grasps his arm, that holds the girl against him, “I’m not one for repeating myself. You know that, don’t you?”
“Y-Y-Yeah, course I do Sal, everyone knows when you say something, you mean it, cou….”
“Then why did you fail to listen? Why do you challenge my authority?”
“S-S-Sal, honey, I…” He doesn’t get to finish, as she pulls a blade free from her side and slices though his arm, severing it, he screams in agony. “Oh my god, y-y-you cut it off, you fucking cut it off!” He yells out in agony as blood spews from the stump where his arm once was.
“I warned you Kevin, I told you what would happen if you touched her again, what I’d do to you,” she says, as she looks around the room as Kevin falls to the floor in an ever growing pool of blood. “My word, my law, all who ignore, DIE!” She yells.