Chapter 13: The Angel Frey

"I said get out!" Vaughn roared.

His right palm struck my shoulder with enough force to send me stumbling backward across the slick oak floorboards. My sneakers lost traction, and my knees hit the hardwood with a dull thud before I could catch my balance.

Glass grit bit into my palms, and the room was thick with the scent of bourbon and fresh blood. Vaughn remained kneeling in the center of the wr