Jander stared into Dennis' eyes, his face contorted with hate. "You dared encroach on my territory and fuck things up? Tell me why I shouldn't kill you right now."
But Jander knew the answer to that question, even if Dennis didn't. As much as he loathed Dennis, he needed him. He let go of Dennis' throat and started pacing the room.
"Don't you dare speak" he raised a threatening finger. "Just let me think."