er than I tho

m his face. The force of it sent a jarring shock up my arm. He didn't even fli

ice a raw whisper. "You woul

out, dropping the award. It hit t

ce shaking with rage and despair. "For

ed, the hurt vanishing, replaced

f the broken award from the floor. Before he c

I wanted him to feel t

ist and lunged, his hands clamping over mine, trying to pry the sh

e yelled, his voice cracking

mine, and ripped the glass from my hand, tossing it across the room. Blood, wa

rom mine, his breath hot and smelling of whi

le friend, Amit? The one who makes your special pills? I can have him disappeared so compl

I knew it. He could d

air. My legs gave out, and I slid down the wall to the floor, a puppe

ent dark at

The cut on my neck was cleaned and bandaged. For a moment, a disor

ng in the chair by th

over and sat on the edge of the bed, rea

sorry, Janey. I'm so sorry. I lost my temper. Your parents.

eaking a toy. He had no concept of

id, standing up. "Estelle needs me. She was

yed my family, and now he was going to

s my forehead. "I'll be back soon. W

bedroom door clicking shu

as still there, a cold stone in my stomach, but something e

. He thought he had b

the one for a fake death. This was different. A series of them. Meant to be taken over days. A drug

ould make sure he was the one to find me. It was a p

. It was bitter, but I welcomed the tast