I'm a Jumper, Not a Shooter.

"I have maybe a tenth of a second here, a hundredth a sliver of a slice. I can pull the cord, black out, wake a rich man or i'm not a good person," he writes. "What's at the front of his mind is a girl, seven, maybe eight,. She's in the front yard of a bland suburban home and then everything goes pale around her house." He continues: "And what i now realize is the same font on that deck of cards. Estranged daughter, hidden so she can't be used against him".