Andrew pulled the knife away and sighed in disappointment. "That's it? You're already breaking? Boring. And here I thought you had nerves of steel. It would've been more fun if you'd held out longer. I was just getting started. Didn't expect you to be such a damn coward."

Seeing that disappointed look on Andrew's face, Hank wanted to die right then and there. He thought Andrew was a living, breathing devil walking among mortals.

Even Chetvine's notorious Ironhold Division probably could not produce such a twisted executioner.

Hank growled in frustration, "Andrew, no matter how arrogant and powerful you are, Mr. Hale is not someone you can mess with."

Andrew scoffed. "Oh, you mean Barnaby the Baby? Everyone knows him. If he dares raise his voice at me, I'll actually be impressed."

Hank let out a bitter string of laughs.

Even Chantelle and the others cracked a smile. When Andrew started bragging, he really did not hold back!

Facing Hannah now, Hank dropped to his knees and