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An hour out of work, and I had a 'meeting' with Nate. It'd been two days since the vampires' intervention with Catherine, and Dad hadn't wanted me to go to work at all. Just the idea, alone, of sitting at home with my own thoughts scared the s**t out of me, though. Hell knew, the first twenty-four hours playing what'd happened on a loop inside my head had been bad enough. If I tore everything up anymore, working through how I could've played it differently, imagining the many ways I'd have f****d Catherine and her dickheads up, if only I'd gotten loose or been stronger or maybe even a little smarter ... no wonder the insanity had started to kick in. Luckily, when I'd argued my case, Kyle had backed me. For some reason, Dad had listened to him.
Banking right took me through the gates o
