The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

After a brief pause, Margaret's voice roared again. "You little punk-what are you doing here?"

Raven looked older now, more mature. Even so, Margaret was dead certain this was the same troublemaker.

Five years back, she had turned the Jennings family against the Hendersons and torched every bridge they had.

The rest of the Hendersons scowled. They glared at Raven like she was something nasty stuck to their shoes.

"No wonder she rings a bell. She's that little beast from five years ago!" someone said, voice dripping with ice.

"She stepped out of a military ride," another piped up, caught off guard.

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"Heard she got out of prison today. Maybe she kept her nose clean, and the jail's gone soft, so they gave her a lift," someone speculated.

"She's got some guts showing her face here again," a family member spat.

Raven's eyes drifted over the crowd, taking her time.

At last, they landed on Margaret's stern glare. A chilly smirk crept onto her face.

"I'm back. And you're not happy about it," she said, cool as can be.

Margaret caught that smirk. It sent a shiver down her spine.

But before she could get a word out, Aunt Loretta stepped forward.

She shot Raven a look like she was garbage.

"Happy? Do you even get how much you messed up the Hendersons?" Loretta snapped.

She shouted, "If you hadn't taken out Gerald Jennings, we'd be running Bastion by now!"

right beside

you a golden ticket with Gerald. That was a

she sneered, "You could've played it smart as Gerald's wife. You'd

you, I'd have ended it in jail. Too embarrassed to face the family that raised

closer

from her pocket, tossed it on the ground, and looked

not taking you back, you deadbeat. But

hundred. Get on your knees, grab it-it's

other Hendersons' stares turned

family's curse. You

still won't let

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Pick up the cash and

got uglier

on

foot to nudge Raven's

just as she

slap

The hit

went silent as

gawked at Raven, jaws

her mom, snapped back

voice tight with

to her daughter's side, checking

their senses one by one when the

hit Miranda? How dare she?" a voice blurted out,

the Hendersons, and

smack

poor

Miranda, who was

is how you pay back!" Margaret was