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"You willing to bet on her life they're not? Giovanni sure as fuck seemed to think one of us lot was in on the game. He could just be fucking with us, for sure, but I don't see no reason to chance it." Rocky stood stiff at Nate's side, now and again shifting away uneasily. "Sorry," he muttered...

"No. That's fucking dumb. Don't matter how strong the Gyros are, they can't do shit against Giovanni's energy blocker, and if there's a mole they'll tell him she's here two fucking minutes after we leave. She's safest with us."

"If you're sticking with Darkwhite, then I'm sticking with you," Nate said to Soda. "You can't do shit to Giovanni if he's got one of his fucking blocker machine things going, and he saw through your illusion back at the lab, too. After all the shit we went through to get her here, I ain't just...

"Put me down! Put me down! Fuck!" Nate struck out blindly at the familiar that had grabbed him, trying to twist enough that he could spray the familiar holding him with water. Most of it ended up soaking Rocky instead; the familiar's attempts to calm Nate down hadn't done any good, but he was...