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him.  It was a waste really; there were plenty of women who would have loved to have someone as sweet and caring as him focused on their every need.  What Ronald didn’t realize was that all he had to do was ignore her.  Two days without him had turned her into a needy, vulnerable child.  Unfortunately, that would be her undoing.  Her white knight wouldn’t be there to chase me away the second time I got close to her.  I fingered the switchblade in my pocket and smiled.  She would feel it inside of her soon enough and she would draw her last breath knowing she was paying for her father’s sins.
    “Right there.”  I pointed to the side entrance as my driver got close.
    They didn’t have security posted.  Why would they?  They were so arrogant they didn’t understand what kind of monster they had unleashed into their world.  The party was a glorified hand job for the richest fuckers in the city.  The District Attorney thrived on their contributions, yet he wanted to be the one who commanded them.  They were so deep in his cunt that they didn’t see they were the ones getting fucked.  He would take their money, get reelected, and then give them favors that weren’t worth half of what they paid to get him office.  His predecessor had been a lot smarter and he had taken our money when we offered it.  He knew the law degree on his wall and the fancy chair he sat in wasn’t worth anything if they were covered in blood.  District Attorney Madison would have to learn that New York City belonged to us and he couldn’t even protect his own family, much less his city.
    “There she is…”  I muttered to myself as I locked my eyes on her for a moment and then disappeared into the crowd.
    Her ignorance was almost cute.  She thought that she was being sly by sneaking to the bar and disappearing behind a pillar to swallow her champagne.  Nobody paid her any attention except for an old fucker who eventually worked up the courage to pull her onto the dance floor.  He was smart enough to ignore her when she first tried to get his attention, and she practically threw herself at him to get a dance.  I was sure he had bedded a hundred princesses like her, but he was smart enough not to turn her into a victim.  That could have been catastrophic for whatever favor he asked for when he slipped her father a check.  I kept my eyes locked on her, always away from her glance.  All I needed was a moment, and that moment came when I saw her sneaking up the stairs once her father and mother were deep in conversation with faces in the crowd.  I recognized one of the women who flirted with her father; her face was on billboards, begging for someone to call after they had a car accident.
    “Excuse me.”  I said with a smile as I pushed past the two people standing at the base of the stairs and followed Angela into the darkness.
    The object of my desecration was in front of me.  I fiddled with the knife in my pocket as she lit her cigarette and drew the smoke into her lungs.  I could tell by her body language and nervous glances that she didn’t want anyone to know she was smoking.  Her long blonde hair fell like a waterfall of transcendence on her shoulders.  Her crimson lips set against her pale face made her look absolutely ravishing.  Each nervous glance caused her emerald eyes to glimmer in the light which poured in from the window.  She was absolutely gorgeous.  My cock got hard in my pants just staring at her and I had to pause in my step as I quietly approached the top of the stairs.  It had been a long time since I had looked on a woman and actually felt something.  Usually, it was lust that drove my cock, but revenge seemed to be gaining traction against the suit I had chosen for the occasion.
    “She’ll make a pretty corpse.”  I said to myself as I picked up my pace in order to get her attention.
    Instead of my switchblade, I reached past it and pulled out my father’s lighter.  It was