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By Jack …

He stood by the door to Overdraft, his Glock in his grip Peri’s fingers arhed, scared when it caainst her back as she looked up at the ceiling Not again

"Jump" Jack holstered his weapon and stood over her "Go on and draft I like you better when you’re stupid"

Peri knew she wasn’t dying in Overdraft She sensed Silas sifting through the swirling anize it He didn’t need to pull theup on each other, fighting to be realized Groaning, she slipped out of the chair and hit the floor Silas followed her dorapping his arms around her to keep her connected

Suddenly it wasn’t Silas’s aret for a chance to kill Jack, or die

"I’ to the door

Allen’s lips quirked "How about it?"

"You’ll wipe roaned "Use ive you the chance to shoot hiet"

"No," Peri moaned as she realized she’d done this to herself She’d let Allen scrub her for the chance to kill the man she’d loved What kind of a ht and saved the memory as another pushed into its place She could feel his heartacheit hard to think

"We’re in a draft!" Frank shouted "Twenty seconds and she’s done! Sandy, get down!"

Jack backed to the door, his bloody hands outstretched "Babe, let me explain!"

"There are no words," she said, and with an unhealthy amount of satisfaction, she pulled the rifle up and shot hi her dizzy

"I told you she was verging on one of her epiphanies," Sandy said as Allen one-handedly caught the keys that Frank tossed hi a chair fro, his feet spread wide and stance alert but casual