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But Drake was busy and Caine was ranting and neither heard him

Jack pulled his hands away from the keyboard

“You have to cut down the wires,” Jack said, choking on the words

And now Caine froze And now Drake whirled

“What?” Drake demanded

“Take the wires down,” Jack said “Or else I—”

The whip landed on his neck and back Like the bullet wound, but soon such tender skin

Jack cried out in shock at the pain

Drake was coiled to strike again, but Caine yelled, “No!”

Drake seenore the order, but contented hi his tentacle around Jack’s throat He squeezed, and Jack felt blood pounding in his head

Caine walked over and in a reasonable voice said, “What’s the problem, Jack?”

“The wires,” Jack said, barely able to for”

Caine blinked He was honestly puzzled He looked at Diana for an explanation

Diana sighed “Puppy love,” she said “It looks like Jack’s gotten overrole in Jack’s shameful dreams”

Caine laughed, disbelieving “You’ve got a thing for Brianna?”