Talon, just doing his Father’s business….

Sobbing wildly, Stevie cried out, “Who are you?! Why are you doing this?!”

Crouching down, with my boot still on his hand, I got nose to nose with Stevie. Staring him dead in the eyes, I whispered, “I am a child of the Devil, and I am here to do my Father’s business. And as to why: go ask your daughter Katie.”

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