I especially didn't trust him to keep himself safe. Knowing is different from suspicion. He cannot sit up. He was digging his teeth in deeper by the tiniest of increments, but eventually it was going to get bad, and I was no longer sure what would happen if a gush of fresh blood hit its mouth.
Her hands gripped her knees tighter. I let go, and trusted. I still had his wife on her knees with my other hand around her wrist and her arm up almost to her shoulders. Not for long, I said.
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