Aston and the others’ expressions were horrible.

They were in disbelief; they didn’t think Harvey could tell they were using a talisman to fake Aston’s death.

The best way to counter that talisman was something filthy. Pig swill was naturally the best medicine.

Cliff and the others waved their hands, smirking coldly. Many workers rushed forward, clutching steel bats.

Before, they felt guilty because they thought they had killed someone. Now that they had regained their moral high ground, the