Jaocb barely trusted anyone, he barely trusted his own brothers if that meant anything. But, he did trust his own brainwashing methods, culling the herd. It worked, and it worked very well, and Jacob hadn't seen anything go wrong after using this method on anyone. So, he didn't think anything different when he used it on one of the officers, Staci. He relaxed around Staci occasionally, having faith in his own work to not disobey him.

Jacob was sat outside, the deputy was somewhere in his compound, and Jacob was waiting to check on then to see if they were ready for another round. Jacob had his eyes closed and head tilted back as Staci was behind him, a knife against his throat as Jacob let Staci get rid of a few stray beard hairs.