The clown without his makeup groans again. “You’re psychotic.” I take one of the sharp tools and carve a star into his chest. “Lara taught me something recently.” I move closer so I can talk in a whisper. “She showed me my birth chart. You know, the thing that says the planets and the signs?” His dark eyes fix on me. “What the hell are you talking about?” “My sun is Scorpio, and moon Sagittarius.” I proclaim loud enough that Jax can hear me too. Picking up another prod, I shove it between the bones of his wrist until it sticks out the other side. “According to her, I am unhinged. But on the
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