Chapter 76: Charles
Julia almost snorted out loud. Fat lot of good that would do him against someone on Superman Crack. John would just keep going, no matter his injuries. But she and the other captives might not fare that well once all these idiots started shooting.
"Yeah, we're gonna kill you and take your bitch," Jackson said.
She'd heard and seen worse from John but, the way he stiffened in front of her, you'd think he was offended. Julia stepped from behind John to give Jackson a piece of her mind.
John stepped in front of her and, at the same time, reached out and casually snapped Jackson's neck. With just one hand.
She stared at the body on the ground with its neck at a strange angle. All she could think of was the pistol that had been oddly bent, as well.
Slowly, very slowly, John's head turned and he looked at the reverend. "You need to die, human."
The temperature in the stuffy basement dropped and she saw several of the reverend's men stumble back.