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Then he saw the face behind the gun Drake Drake had gone after Orc with his tentacle and whipped him It hadn’t hurtto kill him

Orc didn’t like Drake That didn’t mean he liked Dekka But Saotten him

beer

Orc wished he had a beer right now

Save Dekka, and Sa Dekka—that had to be worth at least a case Maybe son country Orc hadn’t tried any of that beer yet

Drake was a hundred yards away Dekka was half that distance A motorcycle was parked just five feet away

Orc grabbed the motorcycle He held the front wheel in one hand, the handlebars in the other He twisted hard and the wheel came off easily

“So in

“Yeah, guess who?” Diana said

“Too soon,” Caine snarled “I told him to wait Jack Do it”

“I don’t want to rush and—”

Caine raised both hands, lifted Jack up in the air, and threw him into the instrument panel

“Now!” Caine yelled

They were out of the control room, at a separate monitor that showed the inside of the reactor itself

Jack punched a sequence of numbers into a keypad