Shoving the weapon in his belt Jeremy Spencer looked around.

“He laughed out loud at the thought.”

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“this place for a week, an’ I need my”

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“neck, and finally dripped like dew onto the forest floor. Drip, drip, drip. He reached”

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“freedom. She struggled through the”

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“weeks now. It’s known she”

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“at the bottom of the waiting grave. He picked up the shovel and set about filling in the hole. He labored for some time,…

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“Jeremy knew all too well, it had been necessary. Shoving the weapon in his belt, Jeremy Spencer looked around. Except for a couple”

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“there.” Annie finished cleaning up in the kitchen, went to the makeshift office, and dropped into the swivel chair behind the desk. The office,…

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“about his father. Father would approve. Finally, he stood, straightened his back and took a deep breath. He bent over, and grabbing”

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“somehow made him feel pure, whole, and righteous. He was filled with a feeling of euphoria, breathing rapidly, his heart racing,”

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“When Jeremy had told Joey he’d found a hidden cache of money and jewels in the woods, probably”

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“Well, no harm done,”

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“and a cut along one arm where she’d scraped it on a piece of sharp plaster. But otherwise ok. She smiled grimly. “I’m free,”…

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“chest. The rocket’s name was Matty, a bundle of energy, and ready to wrestle his father into submission. The battle soon took to the…

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“appreciate if you would let me do the talking. Especially with something so sensitive.” Jake looked at his wife. “Sorry,” he said, barely intelligible…

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