Danny gets up and goes into the kitchen, finds a Coke in the fridge, comes back into the living room and stands behind Liam, who seems absorbed with the horror movie. This is the time, Danny thinks. Right now. He grabs the gun inside his right jacket pocket and takes it out. Eases the hammer back, hopes that Liam don’t hear the click. He don’t. He’s devouring the fucking hamburger, laughing at the cheesy monster that’s crossing the screen toward the little fake Japanese city. Not a care in the world, Liam. It’s his fucking universe and the rest of us are just renting space. Danny holds the gun
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