🥀Raven and Wolf🥀

Chapter 9- A

Isn't she amazing?

All I can see from where I sit is a perfect sheet of white-blond hair obscuring her face, that and her body, of course, and the mere sight of her makes everything inside me light up like a fucking supernova.

I watch while she helps a customer, some young man, watching the way her jeans hug her ass and her hips. Every time she bends over its like she's just trying to tease me, and I know she is. I know that she really is okay with this whole watching-her-without-explicit-permission thing, I really just need to ask her about it.

I know she loves me, she just doesn't know it yet.

Eventually, she comes back over to me, my perfect little temptress. She asks for my order, ignoring me for the most part. And while I would love to wrap my fist around her hair and force her to look me in the eyes while she talks me to, I don't.

Soon.

She walks off, giving me a view of her very predominant backside. And even with my stellar inpatients, I would even say I enjoy the wait for my food with such entertainment as this.

I watch her clean, I watch her bus around plates and drinks. I watch as she seems to wonder mindlessly, repeating tasks when she looks most in her head.

My food comes, and my only regret with the meal is that she isn't sitting in my lap, feeding it to me.

And as with all good things, my lunch ends with her depositing my check on the table. I pay it, giving a large enough tip to grab her attention, and leave.

I do have things to do, after all.

Such as punishing her for getting her father involved.

The drive into Seattle is a fairly quick one despite the three hours I spend in the car. I could probably get away with buying my supplies at a closer retailer if I paid in cash, which I'll do anyways... but this is Ghost fucking Bremn here. Saint fucking Bremn's daughter.

He probably has every place within a twenty mile radius of his little gem tapped. And buying something like I am about to buy would certainly set off any and all alarms he would set up.

My little Ghost can kiss her shiny new car goodbye.

While in the chain hardware store, I grab some various products like fertilizer and a gascan. I also buy some sulfer, just as a safety precaution. And to throw the checker off my trail, I also throw a couple plants and some charcoal into my cart.

Gardening and a barbecue, sir, nothing else to see here.

They don't look at me twice while taking the bills in my hand, probably don't even know that they just sold me a bomb.

Some people... No, no, most people are so fucking stupid and dense it makes my head hurt.

Those people just aided in criminal activity and they probably will never even know.

Pathetic, really.

Back in my car, I drive all the way back to the little hick town I've been camping out at for the past year or so. I watch the sun set in time for my actions, for my plan.

And when I pull into the smoke shop's parking lot, I make sure that no one is watching while I get out. While I sneak over to the black Mercedes. While I pop open the trunk and mix together the crude elements I've acquired.

A little bit of this, a little bit of that. Measuring with the heart, really.

Finally, I insert the detonator thats simultaneously completely biodegradable and efficient as hell.

No one will even know a bomb was here in the first place.

I shut the trunk, locking it back up and hoping that no one will open it up, hoping that no one will spoil my surprise and ruin my punishment.

My little Ghost will learn soon enough that she can't escape this... Can't escape me.