The car driver was a burly man who looked like he was in his late 40's, his stomach bulging out and his hair thinning at an alarming rate. He wore shorts and a round neck tee and looked absolutely pissed.
The man reached the two boys and spoke angrily, "You rich spoiled brats, go fight in your backyards. We have homes to reach and work to do."
Reggie turned his attention to the man by tilting his head and gave a cunning smile, "Or what?"
He looked like a psychopath with the blood stained mouth and the eerie smile that he showed to the man like a sick joke. The man hesitated a bit and nervously turned his attention to Ryan who was taking deep breaths.
Ryan was trying to calm himself, the hurt from the graveyard culminating into a sucker punch for Reggie. When his hand had shot in the air he had told himself that it would be worth it, that he would feel relieved after letting out some steam, that Reggie more than deserved the punch.
