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Jack had his head down on the same table, his face puffy, lips babylike as he snored

The two hostages leaned into each other, asleep

The dead girl, Brittney, lay on the floor in a heap Someone had moved her It looked like someone had tried to push her under the counter, out of the way The pool of her blood was now a sainst a wall, unblinking, whip arun in his other hand

Caine staggered He righted himself, squared his shoulders, wiped the drool fro, like he was the one in charge

Caine wondered how long it would take for Drake to finally decide to cothe orders again, he knew Drake was chafing

Caine steadied hiot as far as the office door when the memory storrabbed the door and held on to it, shaking

It ca he had ever felt hi, starving tiger

Hungry in the dark

Caine whiain, but the desperate sound was out of his mouth Had Drake heard?

Leave me alone, Caine pleaded silently with the voice in his head I’ down at the floor, saw Drake’s feet Drake had arrived soundlessly Or

"You okay?" Drake asked

"I’lad about that"

Caine pushed past hi a hard shoulder into Drake

"What are you all doing asleep?" Caine deht noaiting for a chance to come back after us"

"We won’t have to worry about Sa," Drake said "Not once he’s fed"

Caine kicked Jack’s chair He kicked the nearest of the hostages "Wake up All of you It’s al"

"What is your problem?" Diana demanded "Did your monster overlord wake you up? Did he crack his crazy-brain

whip and ely "I don’t need this from you Has anyone searched for food?"