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"Come on, Phoenix. We have no choice," Heath says, and the two boys reluctantly get out of the van and head back to the party.

After a few minutes, they return, their faces grim.

"Where is it?" I ask, gesturing to the hand.

Heath holds up a bloody bag.

"Show me," I order, and he opens it, revealing a severed hand.

"Good. Now you can go home," I tell them.

The two boys get back into the van, and we drive off. Saul and Phoenix are sitting in the front, with me and Heath by ourselves in the back.

"Are you satisfied now?" Heath demands.

"I will be when you've learned to obey," I answer, my voice calm.

"I can't believe you made us do this," Phoenix spits, turning his head to glare at me.

"You shouldn't have lied to me," I tell him.

"You're a monster," Phoenix accuses.

"And you're a liability," I retort. "A weakness."

"What are you talking about?" Phoenix asks, his tone incredulous.

"I know you disabled the cameras, Phoenix," I reply, my voice cold.

"How dare you," Phoenix growls, his eyes blazing.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you," I assure him.

"You better not," Phoenix threatens.

"It's not your fault. You're just not strong enough to survive in this world," I explain.

"What does that mean?" Heath demands.

"It means that Phoenix has to go," I answer, and before anyone can react, I pull out my gun and point it at the back of Phoenix's head. "Unless he offers me something worth having..."

"What the fuck, Xavier?" Heath shouts, his voice trembling with rage.

"Don't worry, nephew. He'll be fine," I assure him.

"You fucking bastard," Phoenix curses.

"Language," I admonish. "So, Phoenix? What can you offer me?"

"I can't offer you shit," Phoenix spits.

"Wrong answer," I reply. "Everyone has something. A mother, a girlfriend?"

His lips tighten and he shakes his head, but I know I've got him now.

"A sister," I finish.

"Don't you dare touch her," Phoenix hisses.

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