Bradshaw slammed Morgan against the wall, quickly wiping the arrogance off the smaller man’s face.
“You’ve got two choices, asshole. Believe what she’s saying or die.” He pointed at a boarded up window. “You go out there, you better know your shit. You need to sound right…move in specific patterns. If you’re not convincing, they’ll hollow you out and stuff your meatsuit with living nightmares.”
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