Chapter 5
Three days. That's all I had left.
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the black duffel bag. Inside: my kitchen knife. The same one I'd used on Tom. Sharpened last night until it could slice through paper.
My hands weren't shaking anymore. They'd trembled after killing Tom. Now? Nothing. Just ...
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