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Avice laughed. "Oh.."
(Yoop!)
"Tomorrow night."
"Yeah, probably. Aunt Nat is really smart."
Gabe shoved the gun into the man's limp hand before opening a window and jumping out.
She looked down at her with a small smile. "I think he can."
She sighed, nodding. "Okay."
He looked around, his brows furrowing in confusion.
"I think so. It's been awhile since I tested that theory."
She nodded slowly. "I wish you could come with."
He shot, his gaze set.
Avice looked down her. "I can. Not very well, though."
She grinned at him, kissing his jaw before pausing. "There's another celebration for sirens.. It's at the same place as last time."
Gabe slowly pulled a small, suppressed pistol out of his bag with his left hand. He crept to the side of bed before pointing it at the man's temple.
Avice stood, her hands on her hips before walking to the water, looking around.
She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly.
He frowned, silently opening door.
She shook her head. "I like you."
He paused, glancing back before turning to go to the target. "Fine."
