39. Murderer

‘That tree won’t save you, Eriksson,’ said the Flicker rubbing his hands together, a little blue still visible from beneath his skin, like a kitchen stove after use. ‘I understand that you have principles, but so do I. You have a good heart. My sister told me all about how badly she treated you…she even wept over it. And you’re still willing to save her all the same. To risk your life for someone that treated you like garbage. Dissed you for being an orphan etcetera. And you helped those people back there, at the bank. I mean, if it wasn’t for you, they’d be toast right now. Literally.’ He shrugged, now getting closer to Brendan’s hiding spot. ‘I guess I can respect those principles, Eriksson. But it doesn’t mean they won’t get you killed some day.’

The Flicker began hurling electric spheres at the tree Brendan was hiding behind. The impact of one of these spheres would produce a whip-like sound, ripping a huge amount of the bark and scattering it in many places, progressively de
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