neckline so that the garment hung on her like curtains, barely consealing her sizeable breasts. She waited for Montague to relieve her of it entirely but he didn’t, instead putting the blade away and sliding the tool back into Simmons’ belt. "I am sure you have a great many regrets at this moment, Cait." Montague stroked her cheek again. "I strongly recommend against accumulating more of them." She wanted to scream, she wanted to split in his face and kick in in the crotch