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Chapter 99

You look pathetic stand-up, Tiffany demanded, as the man covered his face standing up slowly, "if you are going to kill me, please get it over with."

The man turned around, facing the wall while his cart was beside him; inside his coat, he had cardboard boxes and a blanket; his ripped brown coat barely kept him warm, greasy, and broken.

"I think you better off dead than staying here, don't you think?" Tiffany looked at him up and down; the little brown dog in the passage barked at them; as Tiffany turned around, revealing her sharp teeth and red eyes, the dog ran off.

Tiffany then took her index finger; her black nails had a sharp point to them; as she gently pushed it into his neck, he screamed in pain, "help somebody help me, please.

Tiffany faintly smiled, "it's only us, and no one can hear you." Alex wore a long black leather coat as he glanced at the man walking over to the little shelter he had built of cardboard with a blanket covering it.