The tip of the knife was pressed against his heart, and Nick looked down at the hand holding the dagger, with its distinctive bone joints.
He calculated in his head the odds of resistance at this time, and then very unfortunately found that he now does it, the only outcome is likely to be killed.
Aaron was also looking at him, he could not see the emotions under his eyes, could only see his jaw tighten out a nice arc, pursed his lips in silence and took a step forward.
The sharp tip of the knife cut through his clothes and pierced the skin of his chest, picking out a drop of blood that hung on the tip of the knife.
"If my death can exchange for your trust, then I am willing to send my heart to the tip of your knife to exchange for a clean slate."
Nike's look was sad and sincere, but h
