Chapter 46 The Desperate Struggle

• The air in the shed grew thick with tension as Bruce hovered over Timothy, his knife dripping with blood. Timothy was sprawled on the ground, his injured shoulder clutched in his hand.
• “Oh, God!” I screamed, though it was muffled through the tape.
• Bruce's face contorted with a mix of anger and desperation as he tried to process the turn of events. It was clearly far more than he had anticipated. After a few seconds, he was marching toward me.