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[i]Donny cast a lazy glance over his shoulder, waving a hand dismissively.[/i]

[color=f26522]"Yuh'll be fine. Everahthings undah control. We jus' needah work out yuh trust issues. Evah thought of seein' a therahpust missus?"[/color]

[i]Donny needed to make several stops. The first was an electronics store, where he purchased a camcorder. Then he hit a Walmart for some common items. On the way to the local news station, he held the camcorder over his shoulder and videotaped Lily.[/i]

[color=f26522]"Abaowt time fah thuh evenin' news. Don't yuh cuss naow, yuh gonnah be seen nationwide. Ah, heeyuh we ah. Scuse me..."[/color]

[i]He effortlessly killed the studio guards, in some inexplicable way if seen from a distance. One moment he walked up to the pair of men, arms spread as if he remembered them as old friends. But then Donny suddenly crouched low, and the men before him literally fell to pieces. Arms and legs and shoulders and heads tumbled to the ground. Not a noise could be heard. He used their keys to access the building. The weekly weather report was on. What occurred next was obvious. Lily went on the news for all to see, including Red Claw. It would be all over. Donny's message? Go to the place where they first saw each other in exactly twenty-four hours, and come alone or the girl dies a death so terrible that people will remember it for hundreds of years. No doubt Donny would know if Red Claw is alone or not. At the proper time, a payphone will ring at the nearby curb. Answer it or the girl dies and a random school will be shot to pieces, Columbine all over again. No, worse. Sandy Hook times ten.

After Donny finished making sure his message got through, he left the studio leaving a dozen more guards stone dead. By the time the cops arrived, Donny had left in his van. Nobody had witnessed him enter it. They cordoned off roads for miles around, but somehow were unable to find the killer. As if he knew what they were doing...[/i]