"Dr Leprechaun and Slippery Fingers… Could these 2 be Sharp Stepper's henchmen?" The thought of this actually being true was a hyperactive stimulant to my anger. I got so enraged in the moment that I prematurely revealed myself to my foes.
"You goddamn bastards!" My steaming voice was like thunder striking within the house. The reverberating echoes startled both Dr Leprechaun and Slippery Fingers.
"Who's there?" Dr Leprechaun quickly jumped from around the table to reach for his gun that he had sitting in a pouch on the sofa.
"Huh!" The most shocking one of all was Slippery Fingers. "It can't be…" She was completely taken aback by my appearance. "You're supposed to be dead."
When Dr Leprechaun overheard what his associate said, he hurriedly asked her, "Hey, what do you mean he's supposed to be dead? Do you know this man?"
