C81 Battle of Honor

Devon, the middle-aged man, ignored Rollen completely.

His gaze, sharp and piercing, shifted to Westley as he spoke with icy detachment, "Boy, did you just say you wanted to kill someone in the Freeman family?"

"Yes, I did," Westley admitted without hesitation.

He recognized that Devon had some real skill.

But what of it?

Westley had no patience for those who put on airs