Adrenaline floods my extremities. I’m sorry. I keep my eyes fixed on Ian. You don’t deserve any of this. I lean back till I feel one of my hands close around Rick’s adjustable wrenches. But I’ve worked too hard to watch my future go up in flames now. And then I swing. The adjustable wrench collides with Ian’s skull. Surprise flashes through his eyes, and then he crumples to the ground.
WELL!!
