“Do you see Mr. Steverson?” Now Jonah's voice cracked. “You see him, Jonathan? This b***h here did that….she killed my friend. She deserves nothing less.”
“That's right, Rowe,” said Creyton.
“It's not right,” said Jonathan. “Not in the slightest!”
“This is who you've become, Rowe!” Creyton's voice was full of fervor. “All roads have led to this! Southern Shores. The Curaie's strong-arming of you, and displacing you. Not to mention all that Lockman has put you through. And now this. You've changed, Rowe. Accept the man that you've been hardened into. Light is past. Dark is now.”
Dark is now…
Those words had a curious effect on Jonah. A wrong effect. The words just didn't mesh well with his spirit.
“What would you have me do, Jonathan?” asked Jonah in a quiet voice. “Mr. Steverson was
