"Look, I was just picking up your wallet," Christien lied to the man. That did not seem to work before, but Christien figured insisting the fib would help move things along.
"Was it your grubby little hand in my pocket that helped drop the wallet?" The man hissed. Yep. Christien's expression changed from that smug little grin to one of worry. He was busted.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." But he'd still play dumb. The man threw him against a wall and pinned him there, making Christien grunt in pain. So this was what it was like to die young.