“I’m done being a victim. The second he left that note I knew.” “Knew what?” “That when he comes, and he will come, that I have to be ready for him…” “Kid, listen—” Dax begins, his eyes flaring with understanding. He knows what I mean. He gets it now. Understanding leaches into his eyes, the grey-green swirling with worry. “I want you to teach me how to fight back. I want you to teach me how to be like you all. I want you to teach me how to kill David.”
