I honestly didn't feel like killing after having a really delicious breakfast and also I didn't want to trouble the workers who had put up with me both yesterday and today. Vathtuth however ,sensing that I was trying to be polite, must have thought that I was afraid and so he carried on, his voice growing even more confident.
"Not until you give me what you owe" he said.
"And what would that be?" I asked, my patience getting thinner.
