Chapter One Hundred and One: Making Choices. Ian’s foot slammed down hard on the brake. The car skidded, gravel flying, before lurching to a violent stop. He sat there, his knuckles bone-white where they gripped the steering wheel, his breath coming in ragged gasps.In front of him was the dark, open road. Freedom. Safety. Behind him was the warehouse door, a black hole of fire and death.‘He deserves to burn. After everything he did to you, to Elijah, to everyone… he deserves to be ash.’But his eyes wouldn’t listen. All he could see was the image burned into his brain… Zhedya lying broken on the concrete, leg twisted, his face pale as the moonlight. Not a powerful monster, just a man…a man who was about to die.“No!”The word tore from his throat, raw and painful. It wasn’t a thought; it was a reflex. A stupid, suicidal reflex.He wrenched the steering wheel hard, slammed the car into drive, and stomped on the gas. The engine roared in protest as he aimed right for the warehouse
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