Chapter 27 Andrew spoke casually, Im not in a great mood today, so Id advise you not to push your luck


    Bobbys eyes gleamed dangerously.


    What did you just say? Repeat that.


    Andrew chuckled.


    I said, get lost.


    Im not in the mood, and Id hate to hurt you if things get out of hand.


    Francesca thought Andrew had lost his mind.


    Andrew, shut up! Dont you know Bobby is Mr.


    Garners best fighter from South City ? I cant protect you if you keep running your mouth.


    She turned to Bobby, her voice tense.


    Bobby, this guys a friend of mine and Laurens.


    Can we talk this outter? Maybe you could let him off the hook today? Bobbyughed.


    Im afraid thats not possible.


    This punk messed with Mr.


    Garners business yesterday.


    The boss wants him taken care of personally.


    He continued, Ms.


    Aicker, please tell Ms.


    Rhodes its nothing personal


    This guy not only screwed up Mr.


    Garners ns, but hes also acting all high and mighty even with my knife on the table.


    Thats disrespecting me and Mr.


    Garner


    Francesca had to admit Andrew was being recklessly arrogant.


    With a knife out, he was still acting untouchable.


    He was clearly asking for trouble


    Andrew, apologize to Bobby before this gets out of hand, Francesca ordered, hoping to defuse the situation.


    Andrews brow furrowed slightly.


    Apologize? Why should I? I didnt do anything wrong yesterday.


    If anyone should apologize, its Dns men.


    My hand still hurts from punching that bald guy! Francesca was exasperated


    She could not believe how ignorant Andrew was, practically digging his own grave to demand an apology


    She wondered how he could have such twisted logic.


    Bobbys face darkened


    Youve got a death wish, kid


    Ask around about my reputation in Jayrodale.


    Ive got over a hundred bodies to my name, but youre by far the most suicidal idiot Ive ever met.


    The other club patrons watched in horror, seeing Andrew as a dead man walking.


    Is this guy fearless or just insane? It must be thetter.


    No one in their right mind would act this way.


    Even powerful families back off when Bobby goes nuts


    If I were that moron d be on my knees begging for mercy! Francesca red at Andrew coldly. Fine, if youre so eager to die, I wont interfere


    Just dont  Chapter 27 call Lauren begging for help like a coward at thest minute. Andrew calmly poured a drink and pushed it toward Bobby with a smile.


    Here, have a drink to steady your nerves.


    Id hate for you to wet yourself when things get rough.


    Francesca felt a chill running down her spine.


    She was dumbfounded that a freeloading loser like Andrew dared to provoke Bobby.


    Meanwhile, the other patrons were stunned by Andrews remark.


    Telling Bobby to have a drink to steady his nerves and that he might wet his pants was his guy was simply unbelievable.


    They thought Andrew was out of his mind, running on blind confidence.


    Bobby could no longer contain himself.


    His right hand shot out like lightning, the knife gleaming as it shed toward Andrews throat.


    Kid, this time next year, III make sure to visit your grave when its your death anniversary.


    Youre the most suicidal bastard Ive ever met, Bobby snarled.