Lawrence.
"Who would dare use such a cruel, calculated method to eliminate Theresa?"Lurgard demanded, his voice dropping into a dangerous, dark growl, as his knuckles turned stark white as he clenched his fists so tightly his entire arms trembled with suppressed rage. He turned to us, his eyes wide with a mix of fury and agonizing bewilderment. "Why her? What on earth did she ever do to them to deserve something this vile?"
"That person had better start running for their dear life!" Leonard spat out, his jaw so tight his teeth gritted together with a sickening crunch. A murderous aura seemed to roll off him in waves. "Because once I get my hands on that bastard, I swear to God, it is over for them. There won't be enough left of them to bury."
I felt that exact same burning, chaotic fury tearing through my own blood, but unlike them, I couldn't even find a way to vent it.
My mind was completely clouded and consumed by one overwhelming, suffocating priority: Theresa's safety.
