7:34 a.m.
Jack watched the violence in front of him with the detachment of someone watching a violent car crash. I’m not part of that. That’s not me. That’s there. I’m here. And I’m still alive.
I’m still alive.
Jack looked at his watch.
It’s past 7:30 and I’m still alive.
Luminous toxin my ass.
She lied.
About everything?