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388. The Silent War – Part 2
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2024-10-29 19:42:56~ JESSE ~
“Cazz, no,” I said, much more firmly. “They’re equipped. They have tools. You can’t just rush at them because they’ll see you coming—and besides, I won’t be able to keep up.”
“Which is fine, because you won’t be coming. This is a hunt, Jesse. You’ve just swept this entire area of threats. Now you’re going to stay here while I take the power in there with the Gammas and—”
My entire body jolted and my back spasmed. “Cazz, no! We do this together, remember?!”
“Love, you got us this far&md
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