"Holy cow," My brother repeats for the fifteenth time, after listening to what I did, playing with the paper note in his hands.
“I mean, I could easily do it. I can go in there with weapons that I will steal from my human, kill everyone, and open the door for the little ones to walk free, like the precious creatures they are... or you handle it, proceeding in good faith, without killing anyone and earning good points for your recovering soul.”
“Yeah. I'll handle this the right way, Agatha," He mutters and lets out a big heavy sigh, "I have to figure out how to get the police involved without getting into trouble. They’ll know what to do with the kids and they‘ll know what to do with Fabian, fairly.”
“‘Fairly’ he will be tortured when he dies, in relation to his sins. You know that,” I a
