Kill me

Alice was taken aback when Bill suddenly approached her. She leaned back, looked at him with a wary and puzzled expression, and asked, “What do you mean?” Bill smiled contemptuously and rummaged through his pants pocket with one hand. He then quickly slammed a dagger on the table. “Kill me,” he said calmly. Alice’s face turned pale as she shuddered. “Are you crazy?” She asked as she reclined in her chair. Bill knew Alice would react that way. So, he turned back and sat on the deck. He drew the dagger from its sheath and examined the cold light on the sharp blade. “Think about your grandfather. I hear he was a big help to you before he got sick. He would have recovered and been released from the hospital by now. If it were not for me, he would have been at home leaving a happy life. You now have a fantastic opportunity to revenge on him.” As Bill provoked her like that, Alice felt like she was going insane. His crazy words were getting on her nerves, and making her almost cry. “And thin