Threat

Jason’s anger is only heightened by Katie’s return of harsh words. He deserved them, but they did nothing but stir his emotions more.

Her mention of him beating someone up creates an all-too familiar guilt that drives him to become more upset. Just glaring at her, then glancing at her outstretched hand, he moves to open the driver’s side door, shut off the truck engine and pull out the keys. But he doesn’t give them to her.

“Beating someone into non existence?” he hisses. He holds the keys out of her reach. “I think I’ve moved beyond that, don’t you?”

Pure and driven anger, like a lightning bolt is used with force. Suddenly the street light by the parking lot bursts, sending a shower of sparks and shattered glass onto the nearby sidewalk.

Jason’s angry eyes lock with Katie’s. “Tonight is not the night to push me, Katie. For the last time, let me go.”