The man running toward me is not a man, he is a boy. A shaggy-haired boy with a crease between his eyebrows. Will. Dull-eyed and mindless, but still Will. He stops running and mirrors me, his feet planted and his gun up. In an instant, I see his finger poised over the trigger and hear the bullet slide into the chamber, and I fire. My eyes squeezed shut. Can't breathe. The bullet hit him in the head. I know because that's where I aimed it.
Veronica RothThen his eyes focus on something over my shoulder, and he starts walking. I turn to see Uriah jogging from the elevator bank. He is grinning. โHeard a rumor you were a dirty traitor,โ Uriah says. โYeah, whatever,โ says Zeke. They collide in an embrace that looks almost painful to me, slapping each otherโs backs and laughing with their fists clasped between them.
Veronica RothMy father says that those who want power and get it live in terror of losing it. That's why we have to give power to those who do not want it.
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