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Evelyn rolled her eyes and looked at the tall orderly standing just beyond the ring of chairs He snickered, then raised his finger to his temple and made a circle
"Of course I've heard of the Spider," Evelyn said, atte to be patient
"Everybody's heard of the Spider
But you are certainly not him "
"Her," I corrected
The orderly snickered again I raised an eyebrow in displeasure The joke was on hih had just cost him his life I didn't care to beas a loon
In order to kill people, you have to get close to them Put yourself in their world
Make their likes your likes Their habits your habits Their thoughts your thoughts
For this job, puttingtossed into Ashland Asylus, I was just another schizo dragged off the streets, driven crazy by eles, or a combination of the two Another poor, lost ward of the state asn't worth their time, attention, consideration, or sympathy
I'd spent the last few days locked up in the asylu crazy as the rest of the babbling psychos Spouting nonsense about being an assassin Drooling Finger-painting with the obs ofcraft time to keep up the pretense The orderlies on call had taken the scissors away from me, but not before I'd used them to pry a screw loose from the rec room table
The sa, dartlike point The sa to shove into Evelyn's throat
The weapon rested on ainst my scarred skin
Hard Substantial Cold Co
Of course, I didn't really need a weapon to kill the shrink I could have offed Evelyn with ic Could have reached for the eleh ranite the asylu coic was easier than breathing
Call it professional pride, but I didn't use my elemental power to kill unless I absolutely had to, unless there was no other way to get the job done Just too easy otherwise But even ot you noticed in these parts Especially eles on people or braining them with bricks, the police and other, more unsavory characters would be sure to take note- and an unhealthy interest in me I'd made more than my share of enemies over the years, and the only reason I'd stayed alive this long was by keeping to the shadows