[ Maintain the area for twelve hours. Don't kill anyone. Carver rocks on his heels and then forces himself to stand up straight. To focus on a point just beyond Harold's shoulder, some distant horizon line. You don't make eye contact when you're called to account for your failures. You hold still and you take what you're due.
Carver doesn't answer right away, focused on trying to slow his breathing down. To act like less of a psychopath in front of witnesses. Distantly, he knows it's not going well. ]
Sure, [ he agrees, because he has to say something. He wishes it were his sister's dog because then she'd be there and she'd make this right.
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Carver doesn't answer right away, focused on trying to slow his breathing down. To act like less of a psychopath in front of witnesses. Distantly, he knows it's not going well. ]
Sure, [ he agrees, because he has to say something. He wishes it were his sister's dog because then she'd be there and she'd make this right.
Then, before he can think better of it: ]
Where's Leah?