Kyle stood there, a broken tree limb in his hands as he glared down at Arlin's body, Arlin's motionless body, Eve noticed. She couldn't tell whether he was dead or just unconscious, but he definitely wasn't moving. Her heart lurched in her chest, the pounding echoing in her ears. They should have known Kyle would not give up that easily. They were careless and arrogant, and now Arlin paid the price for their flippant behavior.
“People should learn to mind their own business," Kyle snarled as he sneered down at Arlin. Glancing up at Eve, he shook his head. “This is your fault. If you would have just done what I told you to do, just packed your bags and headed home instead of sowing your wild oats, none of this would have happened." He pointed at Arlin with the end of the branch he wielded
