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"Clancy" I started to say

"This is too good," he said with a bark of laughter

Cole stiffened, his face turning to stone The fury burning his pale eyes softened, going out of focus I knew that look

I threwinto a wall I was thrown back, with a sting that zipped acrossache We didn’t have ti would happen--before he’d turn Cole into his little action figure I drew ht where Instructor Johnson had taught me--in the temple Clancy’s eyes rolled back and he sluainst the dashboard

The wheels spun as I floored the gas pedal, trying to outrun the signal fire Cole had created The smoke would be hard to miss for any helicopters or patrols I didn’t need to think about the consequences of Clancy knowing I just needed to get us the hell out of here

My te at an unnatural speed when I looked over and saw Cole rub his forehead "What the fk" The words grew louder each ti them "What the fk?"

I smelled smoke--sa badly he shook "Cole, listen to me--you have to calm down, okay? Calm down, it’s okay--"

He fu out a vial of clear liquid and a syringe I tried to look between him and the road as he filled it, but missed my opportunity to stop him before he slammed the needle down into the back of Clancy’s neck

"Cole!"

"That’ll keep the little shit under until the urge to beat his ass into next Tuesday passes," he growled "Shit That was nothing like the way you did it at HQ--shit!" He tossed the syringe and bottle back into the pouch and let them slide down the dashboard

His hand was steady now, but his anxiety charged the air; itnext to soht a fuse

He turned back toward the atching the buildings around us blur--but I could see his face in the reflection there, and it said everything he couldn’t He hadn’t been in control when the Huht fire--not even remotely

"What did he show you?"