Vengeful

Only the widening pool of blood beneath Victor’s knees, and the pressure between his ribs as Eli slid the knife in, and the world giving way to darkness as he lost his hold, slipped into a death so gentle it felt like sleep. It was a strange thing, the alignment of Syd’s birthday with her arrival in Victor’s life. Darkness had swept in around them, but even in the lightless woods, Victor saw the genuine sadness in the other EO’s eyes. XVI THE LAST EVENING DOWNTOWN MERIT THE rain was finally easing by the time Marcella stepped outside.