Fuck.
Laura yawns and sits up in the passenger seat, her face a confusion of fuzzy sleep and not knowing where the hell she is. For a moment it’s like she’s still a sixteen-year-old girl, a nice kid who loves her parents and respects her elders. Then she remembers what’s she’s been through since she was snatched from that alleyway in New Jersey and her face goes hard. Like it was when she took that guy’s leg off.
She reaches into the box with the kitten in it and comes out with Jack’s Glock nine mm.
And that’s when I know we’re fucked. .
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