26“...One Day For The Owner”

The fellow was fast but Gavadiol was faster. Before he could so much as wave the weapon, the lad was right behind. Grabbing the fellow by his neck in a chokehold, the raider did not have so much time as to be completely surprised before his neck was snapped. Gavadiol collected the dagger and dragged the body to the side before he turned to the store manager. “How did you know?” His mouth was open. “Get off that counter immediately,” Gavadiol said urgently even as he heard footsteps outside and about five rough-looking characters sauntered in. They were laughing about something. “Bruno you greedy brute, you should have waited for us to…” But the words trailed off when they saw Gavadiol standing there lightly. “Where’s Bruno?” One of them asked, “We saw him burst in mere seconds ago.” He drew his sword. If this was truly the Shadow Hunters that his Dad feared so much, then Gavadiol had to admit he was disappointed. They were overconfident and reckless and clearly did not intend