“Do I look like the kind of man who dies?”
‘ you know, i could say the exact same thing myself. only it would have actual meaning. this night, you fall. make no mistake old man. ‘ just mere feet away the bat stood . so close was his goal, the end was in sight and yet so far away. he’d never be able to take him on one on one, even he knows this. hubris will not get the best of him, not when he’s so close. ‘ to me, you look like the kind of man who’ll beg once i have my foot on your throat.’ he’ll get what’s coming to him, he will...