"You're not sitting on that throne of power; you're chained to it."
Meet Harper Kadric. Cold. Cynical. Smart. Shrewd. She's on the warpath with a meticulous plan to execute revenge, and deliver rightful justice...in a wrongful way.
Enter Jared Mour...
Why in fresh hell are you remembering him all of a sudden?
Well, it's not as if I've forgotten him. You don't forget your firsts. Your first crush, your first kiss, your first date, your first fight. Your first kill.
There it is.
Gordon Hastings. What a hideous, moronic little freak.
He wasn't that bad. Just a little odd, he had the kind of sad defeated look you see in an orphan.
He deserved what he got, though.
Oh, absolutely. I'm not blaming you for that. Innocent orphan or not, he was way out of line in what he did.
Exactly. He's better off dead anyway, kids like him get eaten up everyday.
Let me ask again: any specific reason you're reminiscing the first time you got blood on your hands?
Oh, you know. Merely recalling the details. In case I have to do it again.
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