Hell Hath No Fury Excerpt 1

Another Day in Paradise

Luke turned to Miz Morse, flicking a finger in her direction. A pair of thick steel shackles enveloped her wrists. Before she could squeak out a response, he conjured another pair for her ankles. With a third movement, he secured the shackles to the wall, leaving the woman to hang, thrashing in anger.
"What is this? I demand to see the manager!"
In a flash he crushed his body against hers, their noses touching. He breathed sulfur into her open mouth.
"I am the manager. I am the manager, the director, the social chair, the caretaker, the boss. I am legion."