At Your Mercy
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"I'm not going to do it."
He says this, and looks up at me wide-eyed, and I see a flicker of fright run through those eyes as he tries to maintain his composure. I gather the audacity to smile, and look directly into his eyes before saying,
"You have no choice, Carter. You're at my mercy."
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(Before you dive in, make sure you read the insight preceding the first chapter. It is important for your understanding of the plot.)
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