I lifted the knife with one hand and twiddled my fingers hello with the other. Boo, motherfuckers. The driver gunned the gas, running the red light as he took off into the night. I grinned and got back in the car, flipping the knife and catching it by the tip before offering it to Aly hilt-first. She eyed me for a long moment before setting the gun down to take it. “You’re deranged. You know that?”
