there was something powerful making me hold onto jacks gaze . when her head hit the door . he took the pen out of my hand and laid it on the table . `` i propose we all take a glass of wine to clear our thoughts . are you trying to kill me with riddles ? you crazy fool , you killed both of em . he seems to blame you for her death . i nod and stand quickly , trying to keep calm . why would he care that much ? 