Jaxx's Point Of View"Understood," Roman said. He got into the car, threw it into reverse, and tore out of the driveway, the gravel spraying behind his tires in a violent arc as he vanished down the estate road, leaving only dust and silence in his wake. The silence that followed was heavy, oppressive, broken only by the steady, rhythmic ticking of my car's engine cooling down in the sun. I stood there alone on the driveway, staring down at the bloody silver knife in my right hand. The crimson fluid was thick, clinging to the small grooves of the blade, catching the light. For three long seconds, my brain did a dangerous, dark little flip. I could vividly see it… the alternate version of events playing out in my mind like a film. I could see myself running after that SUV, pulling Graham out through the window, and jamming the steel directly into his throat until his eyes went completely blank and empty. The fantasy was so vivid I could almost feel the resistance of flesh, hear the g
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