The lucky goon did not even dare to peek at Frank's car plate as they left.
Moreover, Frank was not lying—the other masked goons stirred around thirty minutes later, each of them trading
glances as they could not remember what happened.
When they finally cto their senses, they were all terrified in the realization that Sif had messed with
someone she should not.
Nonetheless, Sif herself arrived, and she was frowning at the mess all over the place as well as the three
headless bodies.
"What's going on here? Where's my Hale Marrow?!" she demanded.
"Ms. Lionheart, that man is too much for us," the lucky goon strode up, bracing himself as he relayed Frank's
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmessage. "He wiped the floor with us without even breaking a sweat—he completely overwhelmed us."
"Incompetent fools!"
Sif was left seething at the sight of their dejected state, snapping, "He's just a hick, and you can't even deal with
him?! Why do | even keep you around?!"
While the goons promptly lowered their heads in fearful silence, the lucky goon added, "B-By the way, Ms.
Lionheart... He toldto pass you a message."
"Passa message?" Sif was puzzled.
"He said." The lucky goon scratched his head awkwardly. "He told you to keep yourself in check."
Naturally, the lucky goon left the 'stupidity’ part out in fear of angering Sif.
"And he said he won't hold back if you mess with him again." He trailed off, his voice gradually turning softer as
he spoke.
To no surprise, Sif was incensed.
"He's just srich kid from a hick town!" she bellowed. "How dare he insultlike this!"
Then, she wheeled on the goons. "And it's all because of your incompetence! You'd better kill him the next time
you see him, or your heads will roll!"
"Yeah," the goons replied with much difficulty, trading glances.
"Where did he go?! Did you get a bearing?" Sif asked.
The goons all shook their heads in synchrony as they realized Sif was still bent on messing with that reaper—
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthey were not that eager to die.
"Ugh, you're all useless!" Sif snorted, striding ahead and folding her arms before her chest. "Anyway, the family
has just taskedwith finding out what happened to the Turnbulls in Riverton. When Titus visited them, he
suddenly cback and was determined to annul his engagement with the Turnbulls without even giving a
reason. I'm sure the Turnbulls have done something, and | just happen to be in a bad mood, so I'll be taking it out
on them. Let's see if the Turnbulls can explain themselves... or they'd findless than patient!"
With that, she turned and strode off.
The goons were once again trading glances, reluctance showing in their eyes.
Following Sif to Riverton was undoubtedly a punishment—the woman was infamous for being hard to please.
And if things got bad with the Turnbulls, they would have to fight. They could only hope they did not run into a
reaper like the one they just had met, or they might not be as lucky as they were today.