““Harding and Mullin made to move, but Tern flung his arms out, stopping them. “What the hell do you want from us?” “Honestly, I wouldn’t mind seeing you three gutted and hanging from the chandeliers by your insides, but I think it would ruin these very beautiful carpets that I’m now the owner of.” “You can’t just toss us out. What will we do? Where will we go?” “I hear hell is particularly nice at this time of year.””
