Knees in the breeze. That's all I really want, but nothing ever goes the way I want. Bodies are piling up, Petra is too scared to talk, and the club is scrambling to figure out just what is going on. When I signed on with the Kings of Vengeance I figured I'd get my time with my knees in the breeze, but someone has other plans for the Kings. Soon they'll find out we aren't called the Kings of Vengeance for nothing. Vengeance will be ours.
