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Libby looked from Teagan to the stranger, and back again. This was definitely not what she had expected. <i>What did I expect </i><i>anyway?</i> Not guns and explosives.

The man stepped through the gaping hole in the wall, gun still drawn. There were people behind him. Libby didn’t recognize any of them.

“You know,” She said, trying to sound confident. “there is a door. You didn’t have to blow the wall.” She pointed at the doorway. “There’s other rooms.”

No one said anything. With the other man in the room, Teagan looked even more stern than before.

He picked his poker off the floor in a smooth, cautious movement. Libby could tell he wasn’t messing around. “How many of you are there?” He asked.

“We’re not together.” The other man said.

Libby frowned. Her gun was gone…little orange pieces of plastic littered the carpet. “We’re together.” She struck the ‘Jimmy’ stance, with her arms folded across her chest, and looked up at Teagan. “Aren’t we?”

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@kimlikesart Yep, I’ve read all three of those. I like them all, but I can’t remember which was the best. Which was your favorite?