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Dying with Angel suddenly doesn’t seem like an option anymore I may not be able to protectinside of me I have to

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Angel

The pitch-black van scra beneath my feet lifts and falls with every bump and pothole

Heavy artillery rattles on every side of h the Coloht

Across froazine clip He’s fully loaded; we all are, even the Russians

After a talk with Luna Rivera, Fyo Yashin was kind enough to lendto let any Russian ex-pat out-gun hiathered whatever he could spare and we packed a so jet

The flight out of Europe was tense, but not nearly as tense as right now We’re driving right into the belly of the beast, and word is that it’s filled with all the traitorous men who used to serve me

My nails dig into my palms as I consider the reality of what’s about to happen All of our intel suggests that Catalina is being held inbut I can’t lose focus Right now, I need to be the sael that I was before Cat caain

“Is everyone ready?” I ask, peering out of the slot at the back of the arh to allow nize the terrain Home sweet home

We’re about to set it on fire

“Yeah”