Jacket's Voice [Payday 2]
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  • Reads 6,379
  • Votes 160
  • Parts 9
  • Time 45m
Complete, First published Nov 24, 2016
Mature
No one in the Payday Gang has heard Jacket's voice. They become determined to change that. [Contains violent content.] UPDATE: This work had an overhaul recently. I wrote this before I went to university for literature. So I went back and updated it. If you'd like to see the better version, check it out on Archive of Our Own! -Gabi
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