dy in the casket is the ultimate proof of my deception. His rage beco

ows at the troopers. "Get that

olute. They reach in and unceremoniously drag my decomposing b

l sound of pure horror. "

with his own small frame, trying to prote

f of it," M

imal. There's a sharp, sickening crack. Leo cries out, his arm hanging at an unnatural angle. He falls, but

a continuous, high-p

roat. I throw myself at the troopers, at Marcus, but I am air. I p

ing over my brother's broken body. "She's watc

ng a medical kit. "He needs to b

t the small, broken child on the

" Marcu

to Leo's thigh. Leo's screams quiet to whimpers, his eyes fluttering. Th

heek. She places a hand on Marcus's arm. "Oh, Marcus," she whispers.

ing friend, the innocent victim. And Marcus,