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Chapter 1: The Accident and the Cold-Blooded<\/p>\n

The sterile, blinding white lights of the hospital room hummed with a low, incessant vibration that seemed to synchronize perfectly with the throbbing agony in my chest.<\/p>\n

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Every single time I drew a shallow breath, it felt as though a serrated knife was dragging across my ribcage. The emergency room doctor had been clinical but gentle when he delivered the diagnosis: two fractured ribs on my right side, a severely sprained and swollen left knee, and a deep laceration across my forehead that had required eight stitches to close.<\/p>\n

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I was lucky to be alive. That\u2019s what the paramedics had told me as they pulled me from the crumpled, smoking wreckage of my sedan. I had been driving through the intersection of 4th and Elm, completely possessing the right of way, when a heavy silver car blew straight through a solid red light and T-boned my driver\u2019s side door with explosive, terrifying force. The impact had thrown my car into a spin, the airbags deploying violently in a cloud of white powder and the smell of burnt rubber.<\/p>\n

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Chapter 1: The Accident and the Cold-Blooded The sterile, blinding white lights of the hospital room hummed with a low, incessant vibration that seemed to synchronize perfectly with the throbbing agony in my chest. Every single time I drew a shallow breath, it felt as though a serrated knife was dragging across my ribcage. The…<\/p>\n

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