Knives tossed the Willy Pete bag up, and

Opposed to kicking it mightily, drew his blades weapon and took it mid-air to the ground, profanity and multiple strikes.

“I too,” said a Senator, “am married.”

“Quiet, you!”

“Son of a bitch doesn’t say a word,” Knives grouched, blade down in a solid guard more of a clean up then serious posture, “vanishes while I’m understaffed and fucks up your meticulous plan with… Taya.”

Both were SEALs, she the protagonist to Glory Road to my convalescence maybe.

“And this!”Doesin

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