BAD REPUTATION
“I swear to God—”
“You’ll what?” the man interrupted, voice mocking. “Shoot me? You came here alone. Noble, yes. Stupid, definitely. Your partner tried to convince us you wouldn't show, but I knew better. Stubborn man like you who's so big on integrity? I knew you wouldn't be able to resist. I guess he was wrong about the extent to which you cared about him. Isn't that sweet?”
Stefan didn’t answer. He shifted slightly, testing the distance between himself and the nearest crate. He could lunge, maybe take one of them out, but not all three. Not with Reese down.