Chapter sixty three

Narrator's POV

The City, a SafeHouse

"Drop that down. I don't even what that does", Stanning Dakota said.

Norman shrugged then dropped the water bottle.

"Im sure that's just a water bottle".

"This place is cool", the waitress said.

Stanning had to admit she was impressed. But she had to put the mission in mind.

The only reason why he gave them the keys was to get rid of the Skin Croc Gang. And Luther.

She wondered what It'd be like if they met again.

She took an arrow. Its yio had been laced in some sort of metal. 'Must be poisonous', she thought.

"All right. Listen up", she said huddling all of them together.

"We need to come up with a plan. A good plan".

She looked at Norman.

"What? We're associates now".

She looked at the waitress. "We both know if we don't stick together, they're going to kill us".

They didn't have choice anyway.

There was a knock on the door.

She looked at Norman.

"Its not me", he promised.

She passed him a pistol, then took a double barrel.

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