“You can’t report us to the IRS if I kill you first,” he threatened. Reggie scoffed. “You’re going to attack a human in front of dozens of other people?” He shook his head. “You’re letting your feelings get in the way of making good decisions, Johnny boy. Besides, if you kill her, you’ll be dead before you draw your next breath.” Reggie said this all so cheerfully it sent chills down my spine.
