She's not like anyone I've ever met.I mean we're f*ckin prisoners.I let the Storm Reapers snatch my ass.And Julia, well, I think they'd kill her if they got the chance.But that won't happen.I don't need a gun to end them.And my brothers will come for us.Then the Storm Reapers will wish they'd never been born.Because in the end,The Scorpions always get their prey.