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He grabbed a second coyote and hurled it into the night A distant thump

Two coyotes caht at him, jaws open, teeth bared Jack drew back and kicked the first His foot connected with the animal’s snout The coyote’s head ripped fro down the trail a crazy bowling ball The coyote’s body stood for a few seconds, even seemed to take a step Then it fell over

The other coyotes stared Then they stuck their tails between their legs and hurried away

“What’s the matter, Jack? Squeamish?”

Drake seeer with each step while Jack felt watery and weak despite his display of superhuth It wasn’t him

Drake stood over hiht, his whip hand twitching in the air

“I just didn’t like seeing it,” Jack said His stomach was in his throat

Drake’s whip reached for Jack and wrapped alently around Jack’s throat Drake pulled him close Drake’s mouth tickled his ear as he said voicelessly, “Back my play, Computer Jack”

“What?” Jack said desperately

“Back my play,” Drake said “And I’ll let you live I’ll even let you have Brianna”

Jack placed his hand on Drake’s whip He pried it off his neck It was alht off

Drake laughed uneasily “Don’t start down that path, Jack You’re not the type for rough stuff”

Drake turned away and bounded ahead

Caine labored up froht all this horror to Jack, was beside Caine He could al Caine walk

Lana had dropped the gun in the cave Useless now