Draco pulled Vincent aside, whispering to him where the other men couldn't make out their conversation. "Listen," he said. "You killed a member of the Order. If I let them do this, Vince, they would cut off your manhood, strap you up by your ankles and let you drain. Then they would let the rats have you and by the time I found you, there would be nothing for your mother to bury. That's how those fucking bastards do things."