give me benny making a mistake and getting eviscerated
For all her faults, Benny’d never had a problem figuring out who she could trust. The list was limited to three names; Vulpes, Caesar and herself. And Rex, but that was a given. The point was, trust didn’t come easily to her, especially when it came to The Other Benny, the asshole who shot her in the head and who she’d hatefucked at least once, so when he sent her a message saying ‘meet me here, dollface’ she was tempted, oh so tempted to ask if she could take a Contubernia of veteran Legionaires to watch her back while she stomped the bastard’s head in, but she didn’t.And she didn’t check the handwriting with what she knew of-Well. She made a mistake. And her mistake bubbled up through her throat, her guts spilling out onto the floor as the machete clattered down alongside them, Boone rubbing his hands off on his pants to get rid of the bloodsplatter.“Normally, I’d do this at range. But this was personal.” He said, voice low, glasses off. He stared her in the eyes as she died and she had to wonder if he was going to sleep alright, knowing that the last link, the last chance he had of finding his wife, was dead.
