He’d been the asshole standing over the man lying on the ground when we’d pulled up, and the bastard had been kicking the man. From the look of it...the man on the ground was unconscious. He certainly hadn’t responded to the kicks.“Kill him!” the shaman shouted as he turned and saw me standing there. “Kill the outsider, now!”The men with the shaman didn’t need to be told twice. They were all young men in their late teens and early twenties. There were three of them. One grabbed for an arrow and. He searched for a few seconds until he finally pulled out some white looking powder."Here love, just put a spoonful of this into her drink, preferably milk, and she'll be dead. Well honestly not really dead, more like sleep. But she won't have a pulse so everyone will assume she's dead. But be careful, she could awaken if she is excited in any sexual way."Angela scoffed. "A sexual way? No she's only 15 and besides the only ones in the house are her, her brother and me and I know her brother. Pierce because he does act like he is better than everyone around him. “Eh, I think that’s just 'cause he owns a magazine. It might not be a hella big one, but I guess if I owned something, I’d be snobby too,” I giggle and Alex joins in. “No way. You’re like the most down to earth chicks I know. Now shut up and hand me an eggroll, bitch.” I hand her one, but I can’t get what he said out of my head. What if he was for real? That has to be a sexual harassment lawsuit in the making. Hell, just the. Marco's feet flew forward, and the rest of his body hit the ground.Lying on his back, he was about to get up, but a split second later, there was something heavy suddenly pressing down on his head, keeping him on the ground.Whatever it was, it was blocking too much light for Marco to see it clearly. It was soft, soft enough that his nose was easily pressing into it. But the sides of his face felt something more firm, more smooth. The whole thing felt warm, and a little damp, though not.