After taking a shower, Joaquin and Francemia are in their bedroom's sitting room. She’s lying between his legs watching Armor with Sylvester Stallone. Joaquin has been talking about the movie for days. He’s playing in her hair. “Sunshine, the other night at Demon Crown, when I mentioned Wilson’s name, all the ladies looked at one another as if they knew him or something about him.
“Ah yes, Wilson Langston. He was a pure jackass. Wilson and I have crossed paths a few times. He had a habit of touching things that didn’t belong to him. Anyway, I found him repulsive. Wilson was a contract killer. It didn’t matter to him if the contact was human, werewolf, vampire, or anything else. His work mostly did jobs for a coward. She would make enemies and then have Wilson or someone else kill them. I
