mitchell cartlon couldn't care less about what people thought of him. he didn't care if they loved him, hated him, or feared him. in fact; he loved seeing peoples' faces contort into mixtures of horror and agony, or pale into a shade of distress. if that was the case, then why did it hurt him to see tears streaking down jordan lewis' fragile cheeks? [this is a boy x boy book. don't like it? don't read it.]