Title: Soothsayer Chapter 13, Part 2.
“Where there’s a will, there’s a weapon.” – Yuri Orlov, Lord Of War
By the time we reached Roger’s plane, the last of my adrenaline was finally worn down to the point where the aggression was gone, mostly replaced by exhaustion. I had just…holy shit. I’d just blown up a car. Well, I hadn’t blown up a car, but someone had blown up a car on my orders. It was a spiral of flame and hate and violence and I’d fed right into it, and yeah, that wasn’t really my fault, but it still didn’t make me feel good.