Preface

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I watched Samuel Meyers fish in his coat pocket for his keys. Rhys nodded in my direction. Brady, Alex, Lauren and Jamie had their weapons ready. Jared winked at me. My gun felt heavy in my hands. I watched the man I didn’t even know, yet I hated him with everything I had. He turned slightly; his ice blue eyes scanned the street almost as if he knew we were there. He turned around. Brady made a signal and we rose from our hiding places. We stepped out into the open and walked towards the man. Our guns had one bullet each and each of those bullets were meant for him…

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