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Macy: I tried to lay back and rest once Victor had fallen asleep. I wanted to sleep before we landed. But who the f.u.c.k could sleep knowing all four of them were sitting there? They had all hinted in some way or another that they wanted me. The four boys that, in one way or another, had plagued my existence or my thoughts. My mind whirled with the screaming in my head. My demons were in full bloom. A murderer on a jet full of victims that people either believe dead or missing. No one knows where they are, who they are with… “F.u.c.k!” I growled. I went to wash my face and grab some tequila. It's still some time before we land, and my demons… my demons are hungry… starving. I washed my face, but something I learned long ago, a reminder that I see behind my green eyes, water will not