Chapter 8: The Ultimate Subversion – part 2

I slammed the front door behind me, swept through to the living room, and flung myself on the sofa. Jonah was composing on his synth at his computer in the corner, headphones clamped to his ears. He slipped them off and spun his chair to face me.

Liquid Fire

‘What happened?’ he said, looking worried.

‘He’s a nut job.’ …

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