'Right,' growled Shayne, digging into his pocket and pulling out the watch. 'So it's your doing, right? You're fooling with me, huh? Huh?'
He stared at the jinxed trinket for a long time before clenching it so hard it left marks on his palm. He lifted his hand and before he could throw the watch to the ground, he stopped. He opened his palm again and gritted his teeth.
'And I won't give up,' vowed Shayne. 'No matter how you toy with me. I'm not letting him die, you Devil.'