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Destro sighed deeply, really not wanting to sleep right now. If he was targeted in his own home, who knew what would happen if he was asleep. Shaking his head, Destro stood up slowly and looked around the room. "I need Rayne to look for him, then he's out of here."
Ket smiled in return, sighing in relief when he heard Ashley say that. "Good. So far it seems as though most are going to be okay." Ket's smile left when he said 'most', knowing the two more feral ones might have to be put down like feral dogs. Shaking his head, Ket then looked at Destro, his eyes growing darker when he saw the man glance in their direction and speak.
"You two can finish off with the prisoners. Me and Rayne are going to stay downstairs. " Destro muttered as he looked almost like he was about to walk out, even with the IV still in his arm.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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