Lesson Three: Pull the trigger to be sure; plunge the knife to see them die.
Lesson Four: Kill them before they get the chance to kill you.
Lesson Five: Act like a flower, but be the serpent under it.
Lesson Six: When in doubt, create havoc.
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Beauty.
Balance.
["It's Scott's life for yours. You know how we work. Everything has a balance. We are vengeful beings, so we take the same things that the others take from you."]
Healer.
Protector.
["Nothing will happen to us," he had promised. His voice was coated in honey, the deadly kind that would get you stung by a thousand bees because you put your hand inside the beehive you extract it.
"Nothing will happen to you," I corrected and he raised a brow at me. I could see his brain working as he realized what I meant. His eyes flashed as he stared at me for a moment.
"I'd shoot any and all of those fuckers down if it came to it. No one will touch you."
"Because I'll kill them myself." He smirked.
