“Five, four,” he begins counting down. “What are you doing?” “Three. Waiting to see if I still feel like stabbing you once I get to one. Two.” “If you stab me, Greer will stab you back. Seems like a no-brainer to me.” I switch the radio to my playlist and hum along as I drive, noticing that Valen never gets to one. That’s what I thought.
