Rick watched in horror as Danny was brutally murdered... as Ryan tried to stop it... as Wolf began to lose it again. He watched Lucinda laughing... and clenched his fists.
That's it! he thought. It's time for that evil b*tch to taste her cough syrup...
The cat reached up towards the knife in his collarbone, grabbed the handle, and ripped it out. He had one shot.
"I'll make you laugh, b*tch," he said to himself.
Aiming carefully, Rick raised his hand.
He brought his hand forward...
The knife spun through the air...
and hit the ground near Lucinda, who took no notice.
"Well... so much for that."