Twins have appeared in many mythologies around the world, some of them are seen as ominous figures, other are said to be a rare and fortunate event.
The two halves of the same while, sharing a bond deeper than any 'ordinary' siblings or seeing as r...
I am the tall dark stranger the warnings prepared you for, cariño...
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"Boss"
"Hunt"
The phone call was quiet as always, Hunter wouldn't dream of calling Reina anywhere near curious ears.
The phone, a burnout, to be discharged as soon as the call was ended. It made Reina smirk at the possible subject of his contact.
Her impenetrable obsidian eyes stared down at the window wall of her room into the small, insignificant town that was Riverdale.
Her mother was wrong when she told them they would get used to it.
One hand holding the black phone while the other held a cup half full of a deep copper drink, tapping her black stiletto nails at the edge of the crystal glass in a rhythmic pace before she took a sip of its content.
"The new dealers are... refusing to pay" she could hear the small hesitation on Hunter's voice, almost as if he was scared of what her next order would be.
Reina had expected that to happen, however, considering how many of the Ghoulies were not only sellers, but users of the drugs.
Their own self-proclaimed leader, Malachai, had more white powder up his nose than her mom had on her kitchen, not that their kitchen was the most abundant in terms of cooking ingredients, considering that none of the Lodge women truly knew how to cook, but they did have some to... keep up the appearances.
But it was not her first rodeo, she had already domesticated many druggies before and she doubted this little gang would be her last.
Humming softly on the phone, she waited for a moment, already having an idea in mind, but loving to keep Hunter on his toes as he waited for her words for a minute or two.
She had learned this long ago... silence was quite an useful tool for manipulation.
"Half a dozen" The Lodge female started, her smirk widening as she wondered how their screams would sound in her ears... it would be a shame to lose that "Cut off their fingers so they know not to steal from me, I will send some of our guys from NY to do the dirty work, I just need you to watch over for me"
"...You're not coming?" It was a question out of pure curiosity, Reina knew that. Hunter had never and would never be disrespectful towards her.
"I do have a Variety Show to attend tonight" The oldest Lodge twin said as she remembered the passive-aggressive threat Veronica had done earlier that day.
