over my dead body.
" THAT CAN BE ARRANGED. " harvey's alter had not made an appearance in some time. this were going too well. pulling the pin of a grenade, the man throws the explosive at the vigilante. harvey would be horrified by his own behavior in the future, but he's not in control. " YOU LET THE BIG GUY MAKE YOU SOFT. THESE PEOPLE DON'T DESERVE TO LIVE. " His voice, a deeper and darker tone than Harvey's usual cadence, is loud. The split figure howls to rise above the sounds of sirens. There's another person in front of him on their knees, hands behind their heads, and in between their splayed fingers, Harvey holds the barrel of the gun. " HE'S BRIBED FOUR COPS, A JUDGE, AND YOU THINK HE DESERVES TO WALK FREE? " Jason might have not a chance. Harvey doesn't take his eye off of Red as he spits blood and then stops to pull the trigger.