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If going crazy meant that I got to see her, then I hoped I went fucking insane.
“Training is done for now. I don’t trust that I won’t snap your neck by accident.” Oh, would you look at that? It turned out I didn’t have to lie after all. Funny that.
First, Lukyan, my crazy, erratic, Golden Retriever little boy who drove me crazy half the time but could always make me laugh. Then Illayana, my beautiful baby girl who looked so much like her mother that it hurt to look at her sometimes. And finally, Nikolai, my brave, strong genius who would do anything for the people he loved.
“You wouldn’t shoot your best friend.” Wouldn’t I? I got to my feet and pulled out my gun from behind my back. “Or maybe you will. Okay, bye!”
Fuck subtly. My fingers were still wrapped around the handle of my butter knife. I gripped it tight and hurled it right at him. He lurched right, narrowly missing it all while staying seated in his chair. Without missing a beat, he grabbed his own knife from the table and threw it at me. I quickly picked up my clutch and used it like a shield to block the knife, the blade sinking deep into the fabric.
