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BrinkJonah stared at Mr. Steverson, begging himself—pleading with himself—to wake up from this nightmare. It hadn't happened. It hadn't. There was no way.
Jessica began to laugh. “Are you going to cry, Rowe?” she asked. “Did I just destroy a bromance here?”
Jonah felt his stinging eyes rise to Jessica's grinning face. He gripped the batons so tightly that it probably would have hurt were he able to feel pain right now. But all he felt was rage. “I'LL KILL YOU!”
He charged her. His only goal was to permanently wipe that grin off of her face. Unfortunately, Jessica was ready. She blocked his first attack in such a fashion that it knocked both of his weapons away. She still had the razor, but Jonah didn't even care.
“THAT WAS MY FRIEND!” he bellowed. “HE HAD A WIFE! FOUR DAUGHTERS!”
