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She rolled over to him, pressed her body to his Time passed Minutes, hours, there was no way to tell really The driver applied the brakes

“Ready?” Clark asked

“Yes” She nodded

The car came to a complete stop A click sounded He pulled the handle Be ready Her muscles tensed The trunk popped She sat up, pushed it open with her body, and found herself tu He’d shoved her forward and out the car with the round rushed up toto the side

She landed onto a hard surface Her body took the brunt of the fall but the side of her face struck The world spun Beating back the dizziness, she struggled to assi and feet pounding over pavement The smell of burned rubber seared her nostrils

Her vision wavered and caentleman hite hair and kind brown eyes kneeled in front of her

“Miss, are you all right?”

“Clark, where’s Clark?”

“There was someone else in there with you?”

“Oh God”

“We’re calling the police now, ma’am Help’s on the way”

Leaning over, she vomited Tears streamed down her face She kneith a certainty that broke the foundation of her world in two that she’d never see Clark Carr again, and it was all her fault

Present Day

Carey ith a sick feeling in his stomach It was the anniversary of the day Clark disappeared He always got drunk the night before The one tioes to shit I can’t help but wonder if having three people there would’ve deterred the kidnappers Not that I’ll ever know

He usually avoided torturing himself hat-ifs but today was its own special brand of hell His thoughts drifted to Savannah and a sudden urge for a hair fro that bit him hit A shot of Jack wouldn’t hurt anyone Who cared that it was— he glanced at the alar? The pain wouldn’t have been so bad had it been shared Unfortunately, his pseudo sister could barely look hiuilty about it Henceforth the permanent split of what had once been the Three Musketeers