'Are you as clueless as the rest of them, Astrid? It's simple. Here it is, here's the answer, Astrid the Genius: it's fun to hurt people. It's such...it's such joy, Astrid. Such joy realizing that all the power is yours, and all the fear and pain is right there, in your victim. Come on, smart girl, you know what it's called. You know the word for it. Come on, say it.' He cupped his hand to his ear, waiting for the word.
'Evil,' Astrid said.
Drake laughed, threw up his hand wide, and nodded his head. 'Evil! There you go. Good for you. Evil. It's in all of us. You know that, too. It was in you. I saw it in your eyes as you looked down on me in that cooler. Evil, hah. We all want to have someone powerless beneath us while we stand over them.' His voice had grown husky. 'We all want that. We all want that.'