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Spiral

They can't win them all.


Spiral by Josey


"Dropped me gun." He flexes his fingers, remembering the iron bar that'd come crashing down.

Doyle shrugs.

"How's Jacky?"

"Don't ask." Doyle's shoulders are hunched and his hands grip the wheel.

Explosion imminent.

"You dumb crud!"

Bodie winces.
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