“Did you just drop me? Also, why does this mat say, ‘Hell is paved with the bones of the disloyal’?” I rolled my eyes. “First, I just carried your dramatic ass through the rain. A little gratitude would be nice. Second, because we’re being escorted into a creepy Mafia lair, in a creepy realm, by a creepy man in sunglasses.” “Excuse me?” Sunglasses Man’s eyebrow twitched. “Grow up,” I snapped back at him. “You know you’re creepy.”
