"Die." Why me? "We don't do requests. Try Iowa. I hear they're more accommodating." Hey, Dad, I found a lovely present for this coming Father's Day. Enjoy. The insect pointed a leg at me. "Die." Curran's eyes went gold. His clothes tore, falling in shreds to the street, as the massive meld of human and lion spilled out. "Let's see you try that shit on me."