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Netty put great care into her evening outfit and personal care. Every hair and ruffle would be in place for this extraordinary event. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she thought about cutting one Murray down at the knee with the help of the other. Perhaps they would even come to blows or shoot one another. How fitting. Regardless, she would enjoy every moment of breaking Clint’s heart, like he broke hers. If Jacob lived through the evening, he would be next.
She thought for a moment about her beloved Jace. Her cheeks flushed with anger and sorrow but she would not allow herself to cry and ruin her powder.
“Take it and go, Netty,” his voice whispered.
She closed her eyes and saw his blonde mop hair and blue eyes, toddler legs running to her when he was a child, embracing her
