Chapter 97. Buy Time to Escape

LARRY

I won’t deny that I felt offended because he didn’t join me to fight like in the past. But how could I have known what it was like if I had never fallen in love in my entire life? I only saw some women just to avoid being alone and to have fun, never with a commitment from my heart. I didn’t have those feelings; they didn’t grow in me, and that’s why people feared that I was some kind of monster.

Jacob wasn’t a friend to me but a colleague in killings, which was what I was best at. I didn’t have friends at all; I never wanted them, and I didn’t really know what that was. In the past, when I was almost a child, I read stories where the protagonists had adventures, and they all seemed extremely boring to me, especially when no blood was shed and things were sorted out with a please and thank you.

Sallie, the woman I had a sort of open relationship with, said that I was a psychopath trying to live a normal life among good people. She was a beautiful woman, at l