“I’m going to find out what happened to her and who’s responsible, and then I’m going to make them regret it.” I see it then, maybe for the first time. The DKS. My blood runs cold at the casual malignance in his gray eyes, and it doesn’t matter that I know him in my heart as the sweet, scrawny West End pledge who first stumbled into the gym. Right now, I believe he’s capable of the threat. Slowly, I nod. “Good.”
GO EUGENE! I love youuu!!!
