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Apr 28, 2024 8:39:56 GMT -6
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"He's IA," Ashton agreed. "They don't think, as a rule."
Actually, it seemed to him their main job was to be jackasses, or sometimes dumb asses, or some other variation of ass... but what he'd said was true, too. They were less paid to think as they were to bully and poke. And gather and tell. Tattlers, born and raised.
He glanced his partner's way to ask wryly. "You wanna drive this time, or should I?"
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May 5, 2024 22:30:58 GMT -6
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Maybe playing it off like it was no big deal was the way to go.
It was a big deal though, and for a while, Quin kept right on hesitating. Getting back in the car meant going back out in the middle of all the craziness. It meant that they'd have to risk life and limb again to help people who didn't seem to want their help right now.
Quin frowned some more at the car, then opened the passenger side door and climbed inside. It was all the answer that Ashton was going to get, but hopefully it was enough.
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