Chương 46: Last Strike

"Understand this, friends," Avery said, his eyes glinting like a fox's, "I won't chase after you to play guessing games. If you're itching for trouble, be my guest. But do it outside of work."

The room seemed to grow hot despite the wintry weather. 

It was a bit like a scene from kindergarten where a nanny got fed up with kids running around behind her back during nap time. Except this nanny had a throwing knife and a sly smirk.

"Are you comfortable? You don't seem to take me seriously." Avery looked almost amused as he pulled the throwing knife from the table and began chipping the wood. 

"I know I'm a funny person. However," his smirk gradually shrank to a cold smile, "if you make me go out there and clean up after you, I won't be laughing."

Ein and Dean exchanged a quick glance, sweating.