Chapter 111. The Samaritan’s Claws

The man gasped, his hands clawing at Eddie's wrists. "You... you can't use the phone, you fucking moron. They already have a trace on it. The second you power it up and connect to a network, they will have the coordinates. You’ll lead them right to us, dimwit!"

But Edward was past the point of any rational thought; his hands slid up and wrapped around the man’s throat.

The partner’s breath cut off in a sharp, wet sound.

“I don’t care,” Edward growled, his eyes were wild and fevered now. "Give. Me. My phone,"

The man choked as Eddie began to squeeze, his thumbs digging into his windpipe with lethal intent. If he didn’t do anything, the crazy bastard might actually kill him.

He hated to play the main card up his sleeve, but right now, he had no other option.

Suddenly, th