Chapter Twenty Seven: Mac

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I crouch down behind a bush.

I know. It's not the best hiding spot but trust me, there are pretty much only bushes out here.

"So how are we going to play this?" Jack asks with a determined look on his face.

I pull my head back a bit and give him a surprised look.

"What?" he asks almost defensively.

"I'm just surprised you actually want to save her."

"Why not?"

"You just kind of gave me the impression that you hate her guts."

Jack makes a sour look and goes, "Well, I partially hate little miss I'm so smart I can do anything I'm so much better than you's guts."

I smile.

He totally wants to just hide the fact that he does get along with her.

I sprint to the next bush and Jack follows me.

A guard walks around the corner of a shed so Jack sneaks up behind him and hits him in the back of the neck so he falls to the ground unconscious.

"Dude, it's going to be hard to break her out if we don't have any weapons," Jack states with disapproval written all over his face.

"I have a weapon."

"Really? Show me!"

I reach into my pocket and pull out a small bottle. "Pepper spray." Home made of course.

Jack rolls his eyes then puts his head in his hand. "Dude! Pepper spray is NOT a weapon. It can't really do anything that causes damage!"

"Tell that to the guy that gets sprayed in the eyes."

"You disappoint me," Jack states, still shaking his head.

"I'm just being prepared."

"For what boy scout? I purse snatching? Definitely not a kidnapping!"

"It'll come in handy. Just you wait."

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