"It could ruin me. Oh dear, what would you do then? Do you think you could cure it?" Jonathan tried to step back but his father was getting closer and he wasn't sure why he was bluffing with this but the temptation was real. He wanted to do it, to burn it all to the ground and leave the project in pieces. Maybe if he had no one to save, he'd leave Edward alone.

Shoving his dad back, he managed to put the needle into his neck and tried to press it down as fast as possible. He didn't want to do this. He wanted to stop.