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It’s time for some drastic measures. I take no joy in what I need to do, but it’s the only way to fulfill my promise to Jonah. I stalk out to the parking lot, where Liv’s beat-up old Honda is parked next to my convertible Audi again. I check the area, but no one is around, and even if someone was, what would they do? No one would dare stop me. I gather light in my palms, and then blast the windshield to pieces with a direct shot. Tiny fragments of glass fly everywhere, covering the car seats and making it impossible for her to drive it until she cleans it out. Try going on one of your midnight excursions now. It’s not enough though. She could mistake this for a random act of nature or something. I use my burning light like a laser and write in large letters along the pavement behind her
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