Liam
Six hours after I was wheeled out of that park, I sit in a safe house listening to the news reports of how I died. Reporters camped out at the hospital and trying to film my parents as they rush in. Mama's tears are not fake, I can already tell. I want to rip Paul Chadwick's f*****g head off seeing her like that. Worse, I want to throw things at walls every time I have to watch another person speculate about me and then Sarah's 'kidnapping.' The FBI wasn't even supposed to be involved today. Benson planned to use local police but at the last minute Quentin was brought in and honestly I was so against it. I don't trust them at all considering Sarah got shot under their watch. When Calvin was about to haul her away I was plotting Q's slow death with my hands wrapped around his throat.
