Tell Stitches hanging himself won’t fix the mess. I’d tell him quickly though since he’s tying the rope now.” He stepped down the stairs and looked over at Sin. “I’ll be seeing you soon, Sinclair.” “Fuck you,” Sin grunted. Asylum let out a soft laugh. “Go cut your boy out of his closet. You have about thirty seconds.” And with those words, he departed into the night. I glanced at Ashes and then Sin before darting into the house, something telling me just maybe Asylum knew what he was talking about.
