I’m going to die, she thought. I’m going to die, but I’m not going down easy. Without turning to look at her, the woman spoke. Her voice was magnificently serene. “My dear, it won’t do any good to try and attack me,” she said. “I had other plans,” Minerva said, and she slashed at her left wrist. Carolyn let out a furious scream. Minerva was shoved back by a powerful force, her chair toppled over, and she hit her back against the floor. The box cutter went flying through the air and landed in a corner of the room.
