A Taste of Vengeance

Not long after Nash sat down in the cozy booth, he watched a waitress approach the neighboring table. He intercepted her smoothly, leaning out of his seat.

"Excuse me, miss," Nash chirped, his large, dark eyes blinking up at her in wide-eyed innocence. "What dish are you serving there?"

The waitress paused, her professional demeanor melting at the sight of the sweet, well-behaved boy. "This is f