Chapter 95
I was only in my apartment for a few weeks when the doorbell rang one day. I opened the door and in front of it were two men both in suits, minus the jacket. I was only in a pair of loose shorts and a shirt, my pajamas.
"Hello, I'm Harvey and this is Michael. Can we talk to you about Jesus and God?" I felt a sinister grin sweep cross my face.
I don't mean to be rude, sirs, but don't try to tell me that there is a God, an Allah, a Shiva, anything. I am Nikhil "Nick" Patel. And you can't convince me."