Emanuel was on his knees in front of Darian, he tried to reach for the knife but it was lodged 

between his shoulder blades. I squeezed my eyes shut even though I swore I wouldn't look away and turned my head down when he tried to reach for the knife. With each movement, the knife twisted in his tissue and the pain was a constant as it shot down the back and into the legs. With each movement and breath, it was lodged deeper and the desperation of wanting to remove it but not being ...