The Pack (z.m)

The Pack (z.m)

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They walked in a strange unison. The room got silent. "Who are they?" I asked Jenna, just above a whisper. "Rumor has it, they're a gang from England. What they're doing in New York City, I have no idea." One of them stepped forward to speak with our boss, I caught myself staring when his head turned my direction. I quickly turn back to Jenna. "What are their names?" "Individual names, I have no idea. But I've heard they used to call them something back in England." I stare at her, wide-eyed. "What did they call them?" "The Pack."
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