Page 117 of Psycho Knights


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Throwing his napkin down on the table, he stood up. “Come on. I’ll wait outside while you do your business in there.”

Memories of that awful night when Mikhail forced me to pee in front of him in a bucket rose in my mind. I frowned at the thought of Leon following me but at least, he was agreeing to give me privacy.

“Fine,” I said, getting to my feet.

I tottered a little, realizing the effects of the four Grasshoppers I greedily drank earlier. Leon wrapped an arm around my waist, steadying me.

Reaching the restroom, Leon hung back while I pushed through the door. The place looked well-lit and clean, impressing me at once. It looked like none of the crowd downstairs was allowed to use this bathroom.

Liking the cleanliness, I was about to head inside one of the cubicles when something stopped me in my tracks.

A woman’s moans and soft cries reached my ears, followed by the shuffle of feet and wrestling arms. My first thought was someone was using the privacy here to fuck.

However, there was something disturbing about the constant shuffling and noise of struggles coming from a faraway stall.

“Hello?” I called out, hoping these people would quiet down.

“Help me,” a slurred female voice sounded from inside the stall. “Please...”

To my surprise, there was banging on the wall, followed by a man’s curses. “Stop moving!” a venomous male voice hissed impatiently.

There was no way to ignore what was happening in the stall. I had to see if the man was hurting her.

Proceeding to the stall, I knocked on the door hard.

The door shifted under the pressure of my pounding fists. Wrenching it open, I stared at an awful scene of a crumpled woman and a man with his dick out.

I blinked, recognizing the man immediately. “Casey?” I breathed.

He pushed the woman away and she slid to the floor. Before I could see if she was okay, Casey launched himself on me. He shoved me hard, making me crash against the wall.

A gasp escaped me as an intense pain flared up in my back.

Casey marched upon me and grabbed a chunk of my hair. “Let go!” I screamed.

Instead of obeying, he smashed the side of my head against the wall.

Hot, throbbing pain burned my forehead as I tried to fight him. What the hell was happening? How could someone as friendly as Casey turn out to be such a monster?

“Lucia?” A familiar voice called my name from somewhere far away.

I tried to answer but the blinding pain in my head prevented me from uttering a single word.

My body nearly slid to the floor and it was a moment before I could get a grip over myself. As the haze lifted from me, I watched Leon mercilessly pounding Casey’s face with his fists.

The two men wrestled on the floor only a few feet away. Leon easily had the upper hand, pummeling Casey’s face so hard that it was already resembling a bloody, pulpy mess.

“Leon, stop!” I cried out. “He’s going to die.”

Leon stopped and glared at me. Casey was passed out and remained motionless.

“Why’re you protecting the asshole?” Leon barked.

“I’m not protecting him,” I said. “But if you kill him...” My words dried up on my lips. What would happen if Leondidkill him? Would the cops ever find a master assassin like him?

“That’s right,” said Leon, straightening up. “There’ll be no consequence if an asshole like him dies. His family and his girlfriend or wife would thank me for taking him out of their lives.”

Leon kicked Casey’s unconscious body. “He deserves to die for touching you, Lucia.”

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