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But what about children? I just don’t knohat I should do

Jay parked his car in front of the warehouse It appeared deserted There were no people or cars around “Looks like we got here before Izzy”

“Thank God,” Clay said “She’s a fireball, that one”

“Our fireball, bro”

Clay nodded

Since dropping Izzy off at her place, they’d talked about how they were going to convince her to stay with the with about continuing their relationship was about starting a fa kids until Izzy had brought it up So they discussed it as they gathered the bolt cutters and their weapons and decided it was not a priority She was their priority—their only priority

They exited the car and walked up to the main door, which was chained

“Good thing I brought these” Clay held up the bolt cutters

Once the chain was broken, they brought out their guns and cautiously entered the warehouse

“Completely empty, bro,” Clay said

“Just like we expected, but we better check all t

he shelves” He flipped a switch but no light came on The only illulazed over with years of dust

They walked between the rows of the two-story building Along the perih, was a catwalk They found so more

“Bill’s guilty There’s no doubt left about that anyht out his cell “Let’s call Izzy and tell her e found”