Chapter 8. Running Late

“No, no, no, brother!” Daryl scowled at Rick. “You are not going anywhere,” he gnawed at his bottom lip. “Not today.”

He was standing in Rick’s way, restraining him from going to work. Rick was already running late. It was past work time, and Mr. Steve wouldn’t take it lightly if he came to work late on his second day at Cast News.

Rick snarled. “You’re in my way, brother.” He glared. “Move aside or...”

“Or what?” Daryl cut in sharply before Rick could even finish his sentence. “Glare me to death?” He scoffed at Rick, laughing repeatedly.

He had told Rick to call his boss and tell him he was quitting, as he wouldn’t have him working for a human and being around humans rather than feeding on them. He just wanted Rick to be like him, aggressive, ruthless, and showing no pity for humans.

Rick snarled in rage but with restraint. He didn’t want to get dirty, as he was already dressed in one of his best fancy blue suits and Italian brown shoes. Instead of exc