His weight kept him from doing it.Flip the chair around, Vinnie. She purred. Put the back toward me. Shestood, flipping it around, then straddled it, ...eaning into it, her leftarm bracing her up from the chair back.He stood up, turning the chair, sitting in imitation her own position.Better. But we need something. Something to use to make it even better. Goto the air vent.He stood up, trudging across the room. The vent came off, and inside theair space was a plastic box. He opened it, looking. "Thule considered the question. He didn't know what would happen today in New York and he sure as hell didn't like the idea of meeting Ivan Vandevoort at a gun club. But, Jake had reached out to him and Thule didn't want to hang the guy out to dry.Behind Jake, there was a click and Dawn's voice said, wavering, "Drop it, Brute Squad. Don't fucking make me shoot you."Jake sighed and raised his hands over his head. Thule reached over and pulled the gun out of Jake's holster."It's okay, Dawn,". More

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