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"Jared, please just"

"Put yourself in my position, Sam"

Oh the bastard just had to say that, didn’t he?

"If Luther had been talking about o track down Paige West?" When I didn’t answer, he gave a soft, huh "Didn’t think so"

But there was another way to look at it "If Luther had been talking about you, would you have wanted to sit back and let Evan, Max, and Stuart die just because I orried and scared of losing you?" He wouldn’t even meet my eyes, let alone respond "Didn’t think so"

A muscle in his jaw ticked "You won’t talk et your oay this time"

"You think I want to risk htly that if I die, you die Even the thought of you dyingTo risk ourselves is to risk each other – neither of us wants to do that This conversation is pointless"

I counted to five inwhat I’h alert and having a distinct sense of self-preservation simply in order to keep you alive"

His s, but I will not risk you"

"And I will not risk them"

There was still no hint of compromise in his expression at all "Stalee down for us?" Maybe if I agreed to sit in the background a little, it would settle his nerves

He snorted "Nice try, but it won’t e West co toto sit back and watch Evan, Max, and Stuart die?"

"Hell, no I’e West to The Hollow, and that’s final"

We couldn’t even take Evan, Max, and Stuart to see her instead They needed to remain contained "How about a coht make to object "Just hearto find so them We’ll track Quentin Foy down as well; ask hi that tie West If we don’t find a counteragent or soe then That’s a reasonable deal, Jared"

He sighed tiredly, shaking his head "You never give up, do you?"

"You like that I never give up"