I kill because the law says I can, not because I want to, I said. If you get any of my people killed because you were hotdogging it, you will not like the next talk we have. Not normally, he said, but it's like Jean-Claude is waiting to see what we'll do before he steps in. It sounded like something I'd do.
Why hide her, then do something to draw such attention to her? It made no sense. I screamed, and the sound was loud and not loud enough. It was the kind of hug you'd give a friend in need. He ignored it, but his face was blazing by the time we got to the main doors.
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