Sloan
MAXIMUS KANE must die. I loomed over his head with a knife, his expression not as fearful as I'd have liked.
Raising up with all my might, I plummeted the knife into his callous heart—
Let's go back a little before you rashly deem me a homicidal manic.
Then, you'll see he deserved this.
Six hours earlier....
I WAKE UP with a groan, a comforter over my head.
Stupid Kane.
I get up, throwing the cover across the room in hopes Max will slip on it. I showered, got dressed, and went into the kitchen.
I get my daughter from her room, and take her back to the kitchen. Josh is still sleeping, and he will stay that way until he wakes up.
Leon sauntered in, taking disregarding my dead expression.
I'm always this way in the morning. He knows that.
I go back upstairs, sleep for ten mo
