Prodigy - Tarlos, episode tag 3x08

Prodigy - Tarlos, episode tag 3x08

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~He laid his gear in a neat row on the floor in front of him and his pulse quickened in anticipation. He knows exactly what a safe dose is. It's his job, after all, and he is nothing if not good at his job. He's a Strand. It's what they do. They excel at their work above and beyond the call of duty. They put out fires in the world around them while burning their own lives to the ground. TK was very good at the second part of that. It was the one area in which he was even more proficient than Owen. He was a goddamn prodigy in the art of self-destruction.~ An alternate ending to Season 3 Episode 8. What if nobody had interrupted TK when he tried to take the Fentanyl? What if Carlos found him in the aftermath?
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