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Buying The Crock

“How should I freaking know? What makes you think they let either of us live? You saw the email from Fred, there’s only a 99.21% chance of infection. We could be part of the point 79 percent.â€?

“Ha ha. You think?â€? I couldn’t help the laugh, it just came out. It felt good. There hasn’t been much to laugh about recently. “Thanks, I needed that. But, you can’t really expect me to buy that crock though, can you?â€?

“Look believe what you want, but I have no fucking idea why we didn’t melt with everyone else back there.â€? She finally rolled all the way over and I caught a glimpse of her tear reddened eyes. “Please Phil, you’ve got to believe me. Untie me before Bruce, or one of his lackeys comes back to check on us.â€?

“Hell. Roll over.â€? I knelt down and began cutting her free.

“Hey!â€? A voice called in the distance. I turned to see one of Bruce’s goons come running after us. He seemed to be unarmed.

“Shit, stay here and hang on to this just in case.â€? I handed her the knife, stood, hands up and turned to the goon.

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