“This is suicide.” Dagorkun glanced at his mother. “I can take a squad right now. Give us twenty minutes, we’ll turn it into scrap metal.” Khanum’s eyes narrowed. She raised her hand and Dagorkun fell silent. “We are in a residential neighborhood,” I ground out. “There is a limit to how long I can hide this. I’m going to take care of it.” George shot me a warning glance. “Please. It’s my mess. Let me clean it up.” I stared at him, wishing I could shoot laser beams out of my eyes.
Dude .... poor trees
