" Oh, God in heaven, kill me now…” Rachel groaned. “I hate going to see Mrak. I always feel awkward going back to Velik Tor. After being a Scorpion for so long, after everything Oron’s told us about Mrak’s past…” she shook her head darkly. “I don’t know if I’ll be able to resist the temptation to perforate his bowels.”
Notak looked back down at the letter. “Post script,” he read aloud. “Rachel, please leave Mrak alive and unharmed. We still need him, unfortunately, no matter how tempting it is to perforate his bowels.”
“You made that up, he did not say that!”
Notak handed her the letter, pointing. “Right there at the bottom.”
Rachel squinted at the writing. “Faul. "

― S.G. Night , Attrition: the First Act of Penance (Three Acts of Penance, #1)