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replied, looking at the ca

is going on ther

replied bluntly," I'm going

. Don't let the b

wo people that he knew die right in front of him. The bullet had hit Mrs. Amelia in her jugular, tearing throug

cked at it repeatedly, and muttered a curse under his breath as sweat broke out all over hi

man through the glass. 5"4. Probably late twenties. He wore a black leather jacket and bl

trying to spot the enemy. He could see no on

car door. The door swung open. He looked at the

e away to the side of the road. He returned to che

eped. He knew

Jamie", the voic

e boy's dead",

t the trac

he use?",

tracker O

, he g

out a silver-coated metal bracelet and

his left leg. Suddenly, the boy's righ

", he g

"; Eugene asked, obli

y just kicked my ch

echoed. "I knew he

is leg, but he was too late. He had clamped the tracker as soo

wning. "What are you doing

asked the man who w

eplied, shrugging. "Some p

at him, his min

uld I tr

n smiled. "Cos I'

ead and headed to his right. Some w

o?" The man asked, get

yone I can't trust"; he

t trust me. But try to. Or else,

d at the man

my leg into a tracker, and talk with someone els

n must have heard it, because he turned his slightly to the right. Wrong ti

es. His body hit the ground finally. Maxwell needed no