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found out and be forced to break her promise to Dave. She had promised to be there with him to the end. Although it was torture, she would die first before breaking that promise.
    “Well, the governor hasn’t given you a stay,” the warden said, “so it looks like you’re leaving this world tonight. May God have mercy on your soul, young man.”
    “Suck my dick, faggot!” Dave hissed.
    A black corrections officer told Dave, “Don’t go out like that, young blood.”
    Isis looked at the clock. It read 8:59. One of the detectives looked at the time also. Just then Dave looked right at Isis.
    Why is he staring in this direction?
She was freaked out. A one-way mirror separated them, so she could see Dave but he couldn’t see her. Isis couldn’t help thinking that maybe, just maybe, Dave could feel her presence. At that point she knew: Even if David couldn’t see through the glass, he knew somehow that she was there. He knew that she hadn’t broken her promise.
    “David Shawn Davis.” The warden stood and spoke clearly and firmly as he read the death warrant. “The state of Virginia has sentenced you to the death, and this order shall hereby be carried out on this day. Do you have any last words?”
    The black corrections officer positioned the microphone close to Dave’s mouth so that he could be heard.
    “You muthafuckers can’t kill me. You will never fucking kill me. I will never die.” Dave began to spit more expletives, but someone cut the speaker off. Isis couldn’t hear, but she could tell that he wasn’t going down to just give up.
Even as he faces death he’s a soldier
, Isis thought.
    The blank expressions that were on the faces of a couple of correction officers earlier were now replaced with smirks. And most of the detectives were laughing outright.
    “Give it to him.” The warden gave the order and sealed it with a nod.
    The three drugs that made up the death serum were administered. The first injection was supposed to send Dave into an unconsciousness state. Then they would give him another syringe filled with a saline solution to clear his veins so that the second drug would stop his muscle reflexes.
    “I am like a fucking phoenix,” David continued to scream. “I’m immortal. I rise from my ashes.”
    Dave’s head began to nod, and he appeared to be physically weakening. Isis knew he was leaving her. She wanted nothing more than to run up to the glass and cry out to Dave, “I’m here, baby, I’m here,” but she couldn’t. She had to sit there and hold in her hurt, her pain, her anger, and her disgust. She wanted to lose control and cry out, but she couldn’t. She didn’t. She had to stay strong. She could break down later.
    One detective remarked to another, “It seems like the doctor is moving quicker than normal to get that poison in that boy’s veins. You don’t think he’s a little shook up, do you?”
    The third drug was administered. Its job was to stop the beating of Dave’s heart. A doctor monitored Dave’s heart rate on the ECG machine.
    “Nah. Doc probably just got some pussy waiting on ’im after this is over,” the detective joked.
    “You can’t kill me, muthafuckers!” Dave threatened again, his voice getting weaker, but he still had enough strength to continue ranting. He even made a last-ditch effort to struggle loose.
    After three minutes and forty-two seconds, David was still hurling obscenities at everyone in the room. The warden then ordered the doctor to give him a second dosage of the lethal drug combination.
    It looked as if Dave was trying to keep his promise that he couldn’t be killed. It had been five minutes since the second set of injections, and he still wasn’t dead. It was like watching one of those horror movies. Everybody on both sides of the glass was frantic. No one knew what to do; nothing like this had ever happened before. It was unprecedented. It was like double jeopardy. They couldn’t kill him twice for the same