He lowered his eyes. "Thorne, let me make you an offer", Andy sighed. "Oliver will be throwing himself a birthday party here soon. Lots of vampires show up and lots of them are pretty wishy-washy. They'll have no problem tearing him limb from limb. If you'll let me and some of my friends in to destroy Oliver, then everything will be done. Oliver will be dead, you won't knowingly deal with anymore vampires, and I'll let you keep his house. I'll keep you safe from the others and will personally make sure to stay out of your way, like a bodyguard standing in the shadows."
"What?" I questioned.
"C'mon!" Andy groaned. "You want out of this and I want Oliver dead. That's how we can do this."
"Oliver's another...living thing. I can't just give you the okay to kill him!" I gasped. "I just don't want to be part of this-"
"Seriously, how many times do I have to bring up the whole Oliver's-a-fucking-blood-sucking-monster thing?"
"Biersack, this isn't a decision for me to make!" Andy opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, I stood up and threw some bills onto the table. "I'm leaving", I informed. "Don't follow me. I'll see you around."
"Thorne-"
