"She yells like that sometimes. Pretend you didn’t hear," Knox says with an awkward laugh, "Anyway, do this."
Knox's homework is of course incredibly simple, even for a kid his age. I try to explain but he just reminds me that he doesn't need to know that kind of boring s**t.
"Hey… you won’t actually kill my sister, right?" Knox asks as I'm finishing his homework all by myself.
"No," I reply, "She just thinks that."
"Good. She thinks that because that’s what everyone says about you. The Enforcer kills Poor Ones," he tells me and I can only roll my eyes. I know what they say about me, "But I think you're cool. You helped me with my homework and you didn't send my sister to jail for stealing from you. That's cool. I’ve been texting my friends and telling them you’re our friend now, but t
