Diamond's POVAfter we got back to the warehouse, I saw Ivan sitting outside while holding onto his leg and limping while Debra stood behind him as if scared of coming out.So it was his leg that I ran over, I thought, smiling to myself. We stopped just in front of them, and the man who drove the car was pointing his gun at me and telling me to come down."Carl, where did she take the van? Why can't I see it?" Ivan asked immediately after we came down. So that's his name, Carl, I thought."She took the van down the road. I shot the tires to get her back. I'll go fix it in a bit," Carl said in a flat tone, like those weren't the most anxiety-filled moments of my entire life.Ivan looked at me. He was raging mad, beyond pissed, and it was understandable. He limped toward me and held me by the hair. "You sick fuck, what the fuck is wrong with you, huh?" He shouted into my face."Ouch, my hair, stop!" I cried out, but that didn't really matter to him. He kept pulling at my hair until I
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