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"Avoiding the bugs in your car," he said, shoving Allen to the shadows and pulling his gun out "And deciding if I should pop you or not," he added when Allen’s back hit the brick "She could have killed me!"

Unperturbed, Allen looked past Silas’s weapon to the rain-eet so with the cat food crackling in his grip as he started for the lot Silas shoved hiain, and Allen looked up, peeved "If she didn’t shoot you the first second she saw you, she wasn’t going to," he said tightly

Silas’s lips twisted "I’ht"

Allen’s disgust snapped to disbelief "I wasn’t going to let her kill you!"

"This isn’t about her pointing a gun at ht "You think she’s never done that before? I’ this We can’t win, Allen She’s too fractured Tell Fran she’s clear so I can pull her out"

Allen’s eyes slid to the gun Three feet away, a cold spring rain hissed down, but here it was dry and dusty "We have a real chance at this"

"Chance?" Silas gestured wildly "There was never any chance We’re never going to get e sent her here for She needs to be pulled out Fixed"

Allen’s focus sharpened "Is that what this is about? Her not re you? Peri is not broken"

"You call what you made her into whole?"

"Hey! I did what I needed to do for both of us to survive," Allen said "Bill trusts e this"

Dropping back, Silas sent his gaze to his gun, and then he shoved it into his pocket "She’s falling apart"

"She’s fine"

"She remembers Jack," Silas said, and Allen’s expression went blank