Damsel[ed] Some Rescue Required

ours ago to see thei

hey“ll recollect their little prize and plop her back in the neighboring apartment， hoping they“ll keep her safe. A stupid thought. Poison“s father could rip them apart if he wanted， storm the

t Heaven and his plans to catch her. He feels his anger grow. He doesn“

e slipped away， becaus

ntion of Luce“s name， you“d think he“s the damned chosen one， but no. He“s a

r values Luce over him. That if Luce ever willfully cooperated， Fallout wouldn“t just keep him in a baseme

"but I can“t see him running my organization. He“ll be eaten alive before he“s eighteen. His only use would be to sedu

on“s sharpened senses. He sets his root beer on the dainty little glass table， his heart beating that much faster. Th

u alive! If it weren“t for Snare，

ldren! I“d rather be de

yourself，" he whispers. She won“t get away this time. Whether she lov

l who“s a siren like him. She“s the one girl Po

" Cat asks. Traitor. Soon Cat“ll b

ou， Toby. But I can“t join their cau

about this over Monopoly?" he ask

tsteps clip back and forth， back and forth. "Heaven could destroy the organiza

s，" her husband， Rain something or o

e do now?"

himself over the rails， his wings snapping out. Catboy“s never-locked window isn“t very far. Poison clicks it open and slips through it， listening for Lu

r， and that“s when

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s room， an arm on your throat and a hand over your mouth. Either you“re about to get kidnapped or axe-murdered， and honestly， with the way my "parents" obsess o

tal， trying to tell her the good news of Heaven being alive. She hid in a bathroom stall， which led to me slipping into the lady“s room to talk to he

nges for me， crouched， wrestler-takedown style， but I fix him with a knee to the head. He crumples to the ground in a glassy-eyed daze. "June! Storm!" I shout，

awe at my kick-butt fighting skills， Poison kicks my legs out from under me. I hit the ground and he slams on top of me， smothering

ky， nothing like she usually speaks. It“s almost scary

est cover for cold-blooded killers. Does Lu

t this--eccentric， but killers? No way. I almost laugh. If Junip

rges in. "Get yo

ds with a grunt. He“s probably ma

the police，

off， but he won“t have it. He just squeezes me tighter until I“m wheezing. "You! Call the police! God， do

h!" June bark

u going to d

" I say throug

guy， huh? Sell them? Use them in a new organization? They are

s like a juvenile delinquent from 1956. I“m talking the Fonzie-style white tee

him across the room. I fling myself to my feet. Poison escapes to the window， where he p

not my fli

if you do anything to stop it， y

on“t say a thing， and I“m a wee bit annoyed they“re just standing ther

s helpful. "Threaten all you

e scans Heaven up and down in that creepy-stalker way. I want to punch him. "I“d be glad to escort you to Snare

unges for hi

al， princess.

umbles out the open window. "This is why we lock stuff in this house，" I say and slam the panel shut， taking care to click the lock. Silly Gats. Can“t follow basic safety precautions. Poison laughs like th

it“ll be hell for y

way and slams her hands

glass. "Those drugs we gave Toby， they could be des

f the room. Poison leans against the window，

s Jupes. "So what“s this about

it her，" Poison say， leaning his head

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t to know if you like it or if I should use first for Poison“s too. Sorry about this update