MOONBOUND
One camera, mounted at the bad angle they always were but it regardless caught the upper half of the alley, the iron belly of the fire escape, the lean of the walls.
Then I made myself watch. Four hundred years and I had never once given myself the grace of looking away from what I had caused.
In the footage, Victoria's man moved first. Elara went back against the wall from the simple arithmetic of running out of space, and then Victoria stepped in from the left with that particular patience in her posture that only comes from not caring how things end.
The knife came up.
SLASH!
I watched Elara's face.
Even though I knew what was coming, I squirmed at the thought of it.
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