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“It’s amusing that most of your kind share the same traits. Not one of you keeps going when I laugh. You need the screaming to feel powerful, don’t you? But the truth is, there’s nothing powerful about you.”
One could spend a lifetime with someone and never truly know the depths of their depression.
A red drop of blood on a white canvas, hiding in plain sight for the whole world to see. A serial killer of serial killers.
Captivating. That was all that came to my mind when I stared at Agent Liam Richter. I knew I’d chosen wisely.
“You and I are not the same. You kill people. I…I kill killers.”
Was she the monster or just the villain who killed them?
Liam felt a strange sensation of peace. As if things would be all right from here on. Not because of the justice system but because of her.
“Not a monster but the dark hero who kills them,”
He had to see her. His villain. His nightmare. His salvation.
His doom. His promise of a new beginning or worthy end.
