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“Or you could say thank you foraway unscathed It’ll send a e to everyone else that you don’t fuck around, and they’ll be less likely to take Herrin up on his offers in the future”

My eyes drop to her side It’s not bleeding profusely, but she’s definitely been hit

“How bad is it?” I ask her as Rush kneels down, exaround

“I’ll live Just a nasty graze I’ve had worse You guys need to vet your incolares over at her, about to defend this mess, when she adds, “But I have a job for you that you can trust”

She sags against a beam like she’s in need of support

“Let’s get you to a doctor,” Drex says, taking a step toward her, but she waves him off

“I have to get out of town for a little while You owe rimaces as she bends over and picks up the backpack fro to take her up on her job offer, and you’re going to let her stay with you until I get back”

“Who?” Drex and I both ask as Rush kicks the dead guy at his feet

“I’ve gotten fond of the weird girl, so it’s about to be your et so any daaze shifts to Rush “He’s not dead”

“I noticed,” he says, peering over at her “Thanks for leaving one for us to use against Herrin”

She shrugs, but before she can saytoward us, his head cocked in confusion “Dude, there are at least half a dozen guys dead back there, and there’s a crazy girl in—”

His words die when his eyes find Sarah leaning against a pole She ss the backpack onto her shoulder with her free hand, and then uses the sa out of the side pocket

She launches so small at Drex, and he catches it

“Proof you’ll need to know this was an a with your lone survivor that I just knocked out real good for you,” Sarah says quietly, using her head to gesture to the uy at Rush’s feet

“What’re you going to do with all the bodies?” Rush asks, and Sarah chuckles under her breath

“I don’t know about you boys, but in , so Have fun with that,” she chirps

“Is she like the little psychotic, dark, guardian angel or so?” Dash asks under his breath as he moves back a few steps

“I really don’t like guns being pointed at azes away as a familiar face comes into view by the SUV

Jude is behind her, gun pointed to the back of her head, as the girl skates—fucking skates—toward us I recognize her immediately, even as my brow furrows in confusion